A Spaniel that uses its head
Can tell when its owner’s unfed
So instead of a duck
That is down on its luck
Will deliver a pizza instead
He left us and chased after rainbow and dove
And found his soul mate in the hills up above
Did we know the real Daniel
Our beloved cocker spaniel?
Farewell, our dear heart, adieu our true love
2/27/23
A land which doesn’t much nutrients wield
Will certainly not many grains yield.
This I had, flatly, told friend Daniel:
A farmer with more time for spaniel
While it had been Terrible Story
In a Rice Field of One-Time Glory!
And he had begun to with The Dog hunt,
While each time he was back I would be blunt.
Daniel, also, is finding it hard
Bidding The Firmest Farewell to card,
Wherefore he might remain in Shanty
To keep managing what is scanty….
Daniel with chance of glimpsing Yonder
Without having to up there wander.
A K-9 Spaniel who sniffed down crooks
started getting suspicious looks
To avoid detection
he’s in witness protection
with ten butlers and twenty-three cooks
Sophie Helen, my snuggle bunny,
Knows my whereabouts day and night.
She launches herself next to the small of my back
And we snore and dream together.
I dream I am flying
She dreams she is flying with me
Sophie Helen adores me. She is territorial.
I am her property, and she warns me about others.
Birds, cats, trucks on the road, all make her mad.
She gets furious if anyone else tries to touch me.
If my husband kisses the top of my head
She goes ballistic.
She is my savior.
Sophie Helen is my husband’s girl when I am not here.
He tells me stories about her snuggling up
to the small of his back.
He gets braggy about it
Not realizing she does this for me every night.
She is our baby, our girl, the one who stayed with us
After all our children grew up and left.
Sophie Helen is our light to the other world.
The one who assures us that we will make it there.
She comforts us like no other.
There is no mistake that God and Dog have the same three letters.
Unconditional love is what they are both about.
Giving us an assurance that all is well.
Curly black hair lying in my lap
Snoring peacefully, contented
Sweet adoring puppy eyes
Loud ham lid popping sound
Black nose up in air
Cocker spaniel
Leaps from chair
Searching
Snack
Swinging to and fro from side to side,
I wriggle my back, I'm on the glide,
I'm a cocker spaniel just laying back,
My owner built me my own hammock.
This grinning watch-dog is always moving,
Gentle swaying is so soothing,
Ah, life is nice on a summer's day,
Especially with a breeze to aid your sway.
author's note: i saw this happening when i visited
a work acquaintance. She had several cocker spaniels
and they would lay on their backs swaying to and fro
in a hammock----what a sight it was---and the
dogs were smiling
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