A Canine's Poem
I hear him whine at two A.M
Scratching and pushing on my door
I have no choice but to invite him in
And I know he won’t sleep on my floor
When my eyes close
And I’m laid to rest
And pounds of dirt
Sit on top of my chest
I loathe the empty chair where she once sat,
The wood and cushion that smile the empty smile,
I can only sit beside the window now,
Who Are You?
Tell me; let me know your secret
Whisper to me in my ear
What is it that makes you crazy?
What gives you the greatest fear?
On the pages I am turning,
Through my mind these thoughts are burning,
Like a little child learning,
Never lost for things to say.
You taught me how to tie my shoes
And that the world was round and vast
You taught me how to throw a ball
And to learn from troubled past