I want you to be my person.
Always and forever.
When growing old
we’ll hobble along
taking our time
I won’t be able to catch the cats,
but they’ll run off –
of my fierce bark.
I’ll wait for you coming home,
just like I always do.
Woofing and ecstatic
to finally see you!
It’ll be hard jumping high for kisses,
but you’ll be unsteady on your feet
– so that’ll be against your wishes.
You’ll come down to cuddle me instead.
Retirement will come,
you’ll be home all day then.
We’ll nap and watch re-runs of Crufts.
Never alone again.
One or two walks a day,
that’s all we’ll need.
You’ll see my old legs slowing,
– but you won’t pull my lead.
You’ve always been nice like that.
I won’t hear the postman every time
to bark hello;
but you’ll see him coming down the path
and give me a nudge
to let me know.
The first time I saw you,
I knew you were kind
You say you picked me,
but you were my find.
In memory of Shandy; Lass; Bunty and Jarvis – my furry friends. A dogs’ love is unconditional. Always and forever in our hearts.
In response to the daily prompt fierce