A short walk,
just to watch your happy face.
Tail up high and wagging hard,
moving at a prancer’s pace.
Everything distracts you,
focus was never a strength.
What smells so interesting?
Grass clings to your teeth.
We play a little game
when you bring me the rope.
I always let you win
just so you don’t mope.
I love to watch you nap,
a coiled ball of paws and fur.
Even your dreams keep you active.
I swear, sometimes you purr.
After dinner cuddles,
our favorite thing to do.
Your slow breath on my chest
fills all of my heart’s room.
zeven writes 