My Golden Girls

In Monorhyme, Iambic Hexameter From morning’s earliest rays to evening’s setting sun, whatever could be sweeter than two pals having fun? Side by side a gallop, how swiftly they can run. Then nightly curled in slumber, these two merge into one. Each day when I arise, they’re right outside my door Patiently awaiting, head and paws upon the floor. “Let’s go for a walk,” a phrase they both adore. Of all that I might offer, there's nothing they want more. Though many years have passed, they're ever at my side, Always shortening their pace to match up with my stride. I’m told I shouldn't spoil them, and really I have tried. But then I soon surrender and say “Let’s go outside!” Dogs, unlike most humans, are bereft of common guile. They own right next to nothing, yet life's for them worthwhile. We think ourselves quite brilliant, ahead of them a mile. The joke is they've trained us, and that's why all dogs smile. Our Golden Retrievers: Twin Sisters, Betsy & Belle