Home. Home Home.
my little dog
white chest and grey whiskers
floppy ears and bark that whimpered
they were the best of you
of the things that i remember
the best of you besides
what you tendered
companionship from you alone
even when i had a mate at home
i'm glad i gave you freedom to roam
you; i always knew would make it home
but one sad day i had to send you home
home home
and now my hopes of heaven
are to hold you in my arms
when i come home to you
where ever are
i pray to God that i am
somewhere where you are
Dedicated to Rhodas cat
Copyright © John Loving Iii | Year Posted 2007
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