Pet poem IX
“Always, shalt thou live large within my heart,”
said I to my dog yester evening.
Strong bonds, they doth bind us, ne’er will we part,
I thus promised to her, faith believe me.
At night, she nestles firm against my spine.
Her legs, swift a’twitching as doth she dream.
Fain, I wish I could ease into her mind,
A moment, please, why do my dog’s eyes gleam?
Pets are with us only for one hour,
their lives flash by our own as blows the wind.
That is why their love is a rich flower,
bursts bright as stars, and then, their light is dimmed.
In paws of fur, our pups cling to our souls.
And in so doing, our pets make us whole.
— — August 2020.
