Dog Love
He leans heavily against me
when we stop
sides heaving
panting
leaning into my leg
yes
I touch his head and silky ears
I watch them turning
as he looks over the yard
that mama bird
always scolding him now
branch to branch she follows
him
around the yard
and he tries to get her
midair
they watch each other
she has babies to feed
and he wants to chase her
He looks up to me
and I see his soul
and I'm thankful
nothing better than dog love.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
