A Rainy Day

By ears and whiskers, ain't no more A sadder thing that being in the dog house, On a rainy day. Make no bones about it, when momma's Mad I'm hanging my head low. Jo dirt has nothing on how bad this hound feels, But honestly instincts roller, over road wisdom's, Howling, but I'd mean it dearest sweet mommy. With woofs and kisses can I make it all better, It's lonely on this side of the doorway. With you out there and me in here. Kibbles my bits I'd give up my Monthly allotment, Of bacon bits for a true heart felt, That a good boy one more time. If I could I'd bring you a beer, Just to see that frown disappear. Perking these two ears up to here, Your laughter ring out at bed time. Or a soft whispers friendly voice, speaking Good night dear old friend. All four paws down I won't do it again, Cross this canine's fury little heart. But the rain keeps falling, As outside the sunshine is calling, Our names to be together, There's no tears like these rainy days. So I'll sit patiently, For the sun to rise again in your heart, When ever that maybe, Because simply put I'm loyalties pup, Just waiting for you to bring me On the right side of The door once more. To sit beside thee again. A companion and dearest friend, Always letting the sun to shine down On us forever more. BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN