TOLSTOY “TOASTY”—A POEM

My granddaughter adores Tolstoy aka “Toasty.”   She wrote them poem about him. ❤️

My days were so bleak. 

My days were so long.  

I needed a Peke 

To whom I’d belong. 

Soon came fair Tolstoy.  

With pretty blue eyes. 

He brought me such joy. 

While looking so wise. 

Now he plays and plays. 

With his best friend Tuk Tuk. 

It brightens my days 

As they run amuck. 

Whenever I need him 

I give him a hug. 

I’m sure to succeed. 

With him as my love. ❤️