Thursday, January 6, 2011

for the love of dog.

Deep sighs, a wet nose.
Grey eyebrows overflow.
Eyes that yearn for a treat.
Ears that perk with the sounds of the street.
Cuddled up, ready for love.
Playing involves lots of tugs.
I’ll hold you sweet, my little bean.
Right where you fit, for a midnight dream.

1 comment:

  1. I miss this little dog, but I miss you more my little Princess! mom xxoo