To work daily I must go,
Leaving my best buddy home,
He would prefer to be out with me and roam,
So would I, it just isn’t possible now though…
He looks up at me when from a walk we home head,
His eyes say he loves me & wants to play,
We play a little bit, chasing each other, him growling, his way,
Though he knows what is about to happen, all day in dads bed…
His ears are down, he is unhappy and upset,
He doesn’t even get this way when going to the vet,
As long as we are together, he is in his life set,
But for now, he is left, and I owe him a large debt…
© ed ~ 4/18/07
That's a gooooood boy, Rufuz!!!
Georg
Love,
Eileen
Rebecca
Life can be hard if you are a dog....even when loved!!
Love Tinka
Hugs, Laura
(((HUGS))) and much love, your Tx. friend, Karen Lynn. :D
Almost put twin! LOL Ooops! LOL (just reviewed Karla's poem; that's why I almost put twin! LOL)
Thanks
Dan
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Love,
CJ