HI Joyce, R.P.D. and Positive Fountain. Thanks for the compliment. There is a small story behind this poem. I was as a child , A BRAT so to speak and was always getting into to one form of trouble or another. on this particular poem I wrote it because I had seen a puppy on the way home from school one day and asked the owner if he wanted it and of course he said yes , so the next day on the way home I got the dog to follow me . when I got home, I told my mother I found the dog , she believed me. I kept it in the back yard for a week thinking that the owner would have given up the search by that time, but I was wrong. He drove by as soon as I had taken the dog out with me to the front of the house. Of course he stopped , told my mom what I did and my mom told him it wasn't true , that I had found the dog. I admitted to her in front of the man that I had stole it and she returned it with apologies and that she had believed me. Afterwards I received my JUST punishment for my crime but she never stopped loving me and showing me her belief in me. Later in years I wrote this poem and others that I have lost ..........Thanks again to all of you........Ted