At Last, I found You, Alas!

In a one very cold dawn
a sound seemed like a moan
I tried to open my closed door
Then anxiously I found a poor.

What kind of a poor it was?
But a little puppy, Alas!
Where have you been?, I asked.
Oh! I found him at last.

The story started one day
when me and Alas had a play
We were in the park to unwind
But at that time we'd been unbind.

Alas had found a hard fight
I couldn't stop, but escaped from a bite
Alas and his foe ran far away
and that started our misery.

None of the days I didn't think of him
I did everything to find him again
Alas is my very close friend ever
It's hard for me the pain I bear.