Came from school, had no clue,
I was about to walk into something new.
I saw Father and Mother in the same room,
is something wrong, I presumed.
"I have a surprise," said Mother smiling,
were they reconciling?
But I knew there was something more,
something hiding through the kitchen door.
So Mother whistled, and called you out,
this moment came about.
Small paws hitting the floorboard,
I knew you'd be immediately adored.
You ran towards me, I was filled with glee,
I got down on my knees,
I gave you a big squeeze.
I pet your head, I felt your fur,
so many things yet to occur.
We spend hours trying to come up with a name,
out of the old brown book filled with surnames.
I called out many of them and you ignored,
I called out "Donatto," it hit the right chord.
You turned to me, and gave me this stare,
no other pet will ever compare.
This is the first chapter of your book,
I sit here next to you, I'll write it sincerely,
you turn and give me that look,
I'm smiling next to you, in silent lucidity.