Best Petstime Poems
It was a nice warm day, with warm breezes
whipping through our patio, as we sat there
taking all of this in.
Brandy my dear sweet dog looked so bored
lying there so still.
This dog loves going for a ride in the car more
than anything. So thought I would take her
over to Crown Hill Park, which was around
7 or 8 miles west of where we live.
It has a lake where you can see
the Rocky Mountains as clear as day.
This side walk goes around the lake
2 miles or so, a lovely walk on a day
such as this. Wild life can be found
at times, you never know what you
may see, filmed a coyote there one time.
You see Brandy old girl and I don't get to
do things very often as I would like to.
So today was to be an adventure for her
more than for me. She kept trying to go down
to the lake to see what was there, at times
she would just stare off into the wild blue,
thinking she saw something, but nothing was
there that I saw anyway, Many new scents
she took in today, could really tell she was having
a fun time and enjoying herself.
On the way around this lake we
met two different dogs, one dog
was with her master, only the dog
had his leash in his mouth and did
not react to Brandy and just kept walking,
very good trained dog.
The other other dog was a big dog,
as it got nearer I stopped and
held on to Brandy, the lady with her
dog stopped, her dog laid down and
would not move, it growled at
Brandy and I thought on no, dog fight,
she held her dog back, I told her
to please move on, her dog would not
move, finally it did and I felt relieved.
Later on we saw a strange looking bird
out in the middle of the lake, just sitting
on a log, it looked like a Great Blue Heron,
Brandy didn't know what to think of it,
she just stared at it for a while, then we moved on.
She does not see many strange looking birds.
Red-Winged Black Birds took time to sing Brandy
and me a few tunes, I think she
enjoyed that very much. As we headed back
toward the car, I was thinking the last time we
were here, my dog Murphy had joined us, but
today is a memory I will cherish in my heart for
a long time, an adventure just for my pal
Brandy and me.
Written 6-8-11
How could I forget?
Who am I not to remember?
As the little boy marched on with a gecko as pet,
Determined to let it go, by mid-September,
He took it away from the ornamental cage,
Covered it with a colorful piece of Chinese satin.
He started climbing up the mountain, covered with sage.
Gecko, to him, has always been a pet so special.
As day time vanished and dusk settled,
Little boy marched on, the journey half conquered,
Never has he felt that his time was wasted,
Gecko was worth all these hours being accumulated.
Once he had reached the enchanted place,
Right there amongst the tulips and lilies,
Under the watchful eyes of space,
With the moon and stars as accessories.
“There you go gecko”! “Here you won’t feel in abandon!”
Little boy glanced at his friend with tears in his eyes.
“I won’t forget you as long as my name is Brandon!”
He hugged his gecko tightly, and whispered farewell under the skies.
…… But the night was falling and Brandon had to leave…
I remember when YOU were little the fun we had at play
At Dinner time YOU would quietly sit as I began to PRAY
I remember walking through the woods with YOU by my side
When it was time to head on home YOUR nose would be my guide
I remember all our Summers, Winter, Spring, and Autumn's FALL
Swimming in the Mountain Lakes, romping in the snow, watching Flowers grow
The changing colors of the leaves all these things I recall
For eleven years YOU were my companion my very, very best FRIEND
I remember how YOU wagged YOUR tail, licked my face LOVED me until the end
Dedicated to my Puppy " NICKY-NIC “
Summer time is terrible,
for dogs with long hair,
it makes them very unbearable,
they get to the point they don't even care.
Dogs with long hair,
suffer more and long,
they sometimes get cross as a bear,
and they can't wait for fall to come on.
They're so quite and still,
so hard is it,
for them to go up a hill,
when bath time comes they don't mind a bit.
wrote 6-18-90