Phoebe
Proud of my red coat, that others admired,
or was it the charm and wit I had, that they desired?
I spent my days basking in the noon-day sun;
you scolded me for stealing the worker’s lunch, I did it, just for fun!
You gave me a world where I was free to roam;
through woods and fields until you called me home.
I know there were times, you did not take pleasure,
in the prizes I returned with, that I deeply treasured.
I protected you from strangers, with my gnarly bark;
you let me play at night, chasing frogs and dodging owls, in the dark.
You dressed me up and I paraded all around;
I knew I was the life of every party, a miniature, ten pound hound.
I was grateful for your tender care, through my golden years;
I left you with a heavy heart, and eyes, filled with tears.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
In memory of Phoebe Leda Rose our miniature dachshund.
Born May 1998 died Feb. 2013. She truly was a lively and affectionate dog. The poem reflects her quirky personality that kept us laughing.
We purchased Phoebe for our 10 year old daughter who cherished her and wrote a poem about her for school.
Phoebe Leda Rose has very big nose
She wobbles when she walks
And she wiggles her toes.
Date: June 2, 2022
For: Personification – Pets Talking Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance LaFrance
Rhyme verified on rhymezone.com
Placed 1st in contest
Copyright © Paulette Calasibetta | Year Posted 2022
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