My Dog Dep Ression
Packing a suitcase
To take the road
Travelling light in a
‘Take everything’ mode
Instagram pictures
Pets in with the clothes
“I wish I could take them
But it just won’t close”
But what to do
When you can’t say no
To taking a dog
Wherever you go
When I go travelling
I have no choice
I take my dog
And my internal voice
A big black dog
Contained in my case
My luggage still light
Fixed smile on face
My dog called Dep
Goes all over with me
But my dog isn’t one
For all to see
He has is own passport
His surname is Ression
But here’s where I tell you
I have a confession
Metaphorical Dep
The dog
Clouds my thoughts
With a dark coloured fog
I try to leave him
He tags along
I’ve learnt to accept
He wants to belong
So we go together
Sometimes he decides
How we both feel
Where sadness resides
Sometimes, just sometimes
I take control
And in to some happiness
We both enrol
When you have a dog
Big, black, just like Dep
Remember the journey
Isn’t just one step
Copyright © Shelley Murray-Foreman | Year Posted 2019
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