Rolled in her favorite blanket

Cozy and dreaming with an

Occasional yelp and yip

She sleeps not ready to

Greet this warm morning

 

I could start her day early

Call her to the kitchen

Almost time to walk the yard

Relieve herself and take a sniff

But yet she sleeps beyond

 

Just a pup though patient

With my hourly scribbles

She’ll never know how sacred

Her presence has been to this

Tired old gal writing more

 

Poems