MY HEART HAS A TAIL

 I made a discovery, just today; something so amazing
                     in every way.
It was when you bounded towards my face, kissing and
              wriggling all over the place.
         And I held you very, very close to me,
           experiencing euphoria, endlessly.
   It seemed that all at once, our hearts became one
       and together we were having so much fun.
         I could no longer keep my perspective;
         the two of us became almost reflexive.
          Yet when I see you running around,
        you don't need words to make a sound.
          I know that you love me very much
          with a loyalty no human can touch.
      That's why I believe you've become my heart
      and no one earthly force can keep us apart.
        We understand each other so very well;
      Surely my heart has a tail, or can't you tell?
                    author unknown


 

    ROSES ARE RED

             Roses are red Violets are blue,
                  This poem’s for you
              And other Dog lovers too...
                     Puppy is Red,
                   My skin is all blue,
                  He attacks my shins
              And bites through my shoes.
                      Puppy is red
                 Don’t make him blue,
                  Get that meal ready
                  Or he’ll sass at you.
                     Kongs are red
                  The toy box is blue,
               You’d think he’d like them
                     Wouldn’t you?
                      Puppy is red
                 His last toy was blue.
                   You won’t find it
                Till you pick up his poo.
                     Roses are red
                We don’t have any more.
                  He ate the last one
           After he crashed through the door.
                      Puppy is red
                He teethes on your face,
                   Chews on the bed,
                Toys all over the place!
                      Puppy is red
                    He’s full of life.
                 He tackles everything
                   Mostly my wife...


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