Phoebe

Proud of my red coat, that others admired, or was it the charm and wit I had, that they desired? I spent my days basking in the noon-day sun; you scolded me for stealing the worker’s lunch, I did it, just for fun! You gave me a world where I was free to roam; through woods and fields until you called me home. I know there were times, you did not take pleasure, in the prizes I returned with, that I deeply treasured. I protected you from strangers, with my gnarly bark; you let me play at night, chasing frogs and dodging owls, in the dark. You dressed me up and I paraded all around; I knew I was the life of every party, a miniature, ten pound hound. I was grateful for your tender care, through my golden years; I left you with a heavy heart, and eyes, filled with tears. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In memory of Phoebe Leda Rose our miniature dachshund. Born May 1998 died Feb. 2013. She truly was a lively and affectionate dog. The poem reflects her quirky personality that kept us laughing. We purchased Phoebe for our 10 year old daughter who cherished her and wrote a poem about her for school. Phoebe Leda Rose has very big nose She wobbles when she walks And she wiggles her toes. Date: June 2, 2022 For: Personification – Pets Talking Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Constance LaFrance Rhyme verified on rhymezone.com Placed 1st in contest