It's about the lost thing.
That was an afternoon,I was walking along the beach to collect bottle tops and I found her sitting next to a big reef.I saw her eyes,a little sad,lost,that sort of look.She couldn't speak.I sympathized with her quite much,so I accompanied her all the afternoon by playing a ball with her.After that,she came to my home.I call her "Aboo".
Aboo is a dog,a lost dog,and she died last year.I miss her quite much cause she taught me how to love.