My Old Girl Update
My. dog, my old dog she just seats and stares at me
Sometime my heart feels heavy from her staring
There is no peace from her and though I love her I
Want her to leave me alone, I need some quiet peace
She will tap my foot and even scratch at my ankle
To demand that I fill her feeding bowl, and it is still early
She is getting old but so am I
We are two old ladies, but she is difficult
For my heart is sore and though I know she will die
Before me I have never had a dog so demanding
And she makes me sad and tired but I love her
Why I wonder, perhaps it is my husband’s mistake
His first dog and she is difficult and use to being
Given her way, but she makes life difficult for him too
Staring at him wanting to go outside, but then wanting
To come inside, back and forth and we do not know
If she needs to go, if we look at her she comes closer
And stares more at us. she is so eager as though she has never
Been fed, twice a day with a treat or two, makes me
Aware that we should have not had kids and we never did
We pet her and scratch her ears and tell her she is a good
Dog unless she really really isn’t and then we just tell her
To stop and ignore her after we have made sure all is well
I love her I do and she sleeps with me but, I wonder
Is it pain or is she aware of the closeness of death
Does she just want to be with us in each moment that is left
There are times when tears come into my eyes and I kiss her ears
Copyright © Linda Milgate | Year Posted 2021
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