Well done to Caeric on the selection of his poem about his dog, Puca, as poem of the week (illustrated by Lauren Dwyer - 1 Slaney). To read this year’s full CCM Creativity Ebook click https://read.bookcreator.com/zFBfON1cyCPE5jfD5N8w1rgwJ0G3/QjwDqk0ZQ_G-QLN4OmohSg/6fZPUmILQJO1ucBqyK4H9w
Puca
I have a little dog,
With fur as white as snow,
I think my mum is hypnotised,
And yet she doesn’t know.
She feeds him from the table,
They always go on walks,
She gives him anything he wants,
She even thinks he talks.
And if ever he escapes,
She’ll chase him down the road,
But eventually he’ll come back,
Back home to his abode.
My dog’s name is Puca,
Which in Irish means Ghost,
We all love him a lot,
But my mum loves him the most.
Caeric Doyle -1 Foyle