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It has been a few years since I’ve last talked to you. You’ve slipped my mind as I lived and grew. I write to you this poem of mine. I hope that it’ll make it to you just fine.
Dear Daisy My dear Daisy dog I miss you more than words can describe. I wish I could have been there with you for the last breath you took. I know you know it was out of love and not a betrayal.
Dear Daisy My dear Daisy dog I miss you more than words can describe. I wish I could have been there with you for the last breath you took. I know you know it was out of love and not a betrayal.
I will hold the door for you because I love you. I will call you everyday and smile at you through the screen And watch your blurry white teeth smile back at me   And YOU!, Because I love you,
I’ve had a long day. I’m coming home. I kick off my shoes, Moaning and groaning.   Then I see you. My face lights up.   You run towards me. You jump on me. You lick my face.
What energizes one in early morning?             The favorite song drifting through the air             The symbol that the day is not for mourning,             But the beginning of the new, awakened by the music blare
I wake and I remember. My pug awaits. I creep down the stairs, Careful not to wake, The sleeping creature snoring like a bear.   I crouch next to him and watch him dream.
Fishy, fishy, Swim, swim, swim,   What's it like inside your bowl? Is it hot or cold? Out here, in the air, The temperature is fare, But the serene life of you,
I am in my senior year of high school, and they said it would be the best. But they must enjoy doing different things than me because all that we do is test! In the midst of all of this schoolwork,
I hear a light stomp in the next room, and I roll over.  A quiet second goes by and I doze off again. Another stomp, and I sigh as my eyes begin to open. Your dishes clank,
You took care of me, When I felt alone and forgotten. You kept my secrets, And comforted me when I cried. Now I have to watch, Watch you fallen and in pain. You're incapable to say,
I've got a new dog and she's as pretty as she can be.She has light brown fur and her name is Marie.She is a very sweet dog and I'm glad that she's so tame.She is special, that's why I gave her my mom's middle name.
You are one decade of my life Yet I am all of yours Forgive me, for your death too I decide And out of endless love there is remorse
I adopted my Chihuahua Dog two years ago today.I'll be Agnes's last owner, she's here to stay.I adopted her in Morristown, Tennessee.I am lucky because Agnes is with me.Two years has been how long I've known her.
You're looking at a man who has been blessed.I have a dog and she's Daddy's little Princess.My Chihuahua, Agnes is very special to me and I love her a lot.She means more to me than anything else that I've got.
I put up with you, your snoring, your smell, your drool. You put up with me.
I'm sorry I broke your heartsI'm sorry I disappointed youI'm sorry you were ashamed of meI'm sorry I left you.
I used to fall asleep, head brushing fur to the gentle melody of your steady purr   And I can still remember exactly how it felt warm and safe and comforted, my head on your pelt  
To match her skirt of scarlet red Below a long, grey coat, The crown of feathers on her head  Above a soft, pink throat.    Below a long, grey coat
Resting my tiresome eyes, whilst not listening to whom has to speak; For I know what the truth is, yet no one sees as clear as the words that go unheard. These beings make no sounds, a voice box gone to waste;
Thank you for caring.
 
I’ll Never See Your Face Again   I close my eyes and try to remember your face Every detail Every shade The pain swells up as I know                 I will never see that face again.
soft fur fat cat from twenty pounds to ten at twelve years old and still a fat cat in my mind with baggy skin who can't eat and softer fur protuding bones watery eyes
fingers run down your coat. a hand strokes your side. you retain nothing. where’s the love I once felt pouring from your skin? you aren’t absorbing the love I’m rubbing to your bone. move, baby, look at me.
Unconditional Love. The rumbling purr Or the wagging tail Of that family member always there to greet you. The gentle nudge of a little nose, Wet or whiskered with a velvety feel,
Like a best friend, Poetry is there. It is always open, And it is always fair.   Like a mother, Poetry is there. It will always accept you, No matter what you dare.  
She stays when every one else goes She is the loyalest thing I know And when it comes to it, I know she will never go When I'm sad she makes me happy
Expectation is experience laced with arrogance. I would be lying to you if I told you that I expected this. Because of this, the impact was cushioned by a pathetic surrender to a philosophy of acceptance.
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Oh, valiant friend in my past Your memories have come at last! Eyes, bright and shining, Never dull or whining. Rough times came, but you were there Drying my tears and looking fair.
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