Dog: A Girl's Best Friend

Bright eyed and bushy tailed with the morning she greets,

A quick leap and up she goes, upon my head she seats.

I gasp and groan and push her away, trying a breath to gain.

 

A low pitched whine and gentle nose beneath my hand is forced.

Her velutinous tail soon does wag, when from my bed I am divorced.

I rub my eyes and pat her head, it’s time to greet the day.

 

A dog and girl, with this one the bonds are strong,

With each day adventure fills and never feels too long.

A farm there is, to run and play, and woods with mystery filled.

 

Day by day, one at a time she makes me see them through,

From the big picture my vision still, a small one comes into view.

She slows my thoughts to each moment as it comes.

 

Greeting the day, comes with ease when by my side is she,

Just a pup with faith and trust in one and only; me.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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