My beloved canine friend
life's not how it used to be
you no longer hear my whistle
and just keep on running free.
I wave my arms and signal
but you cannot always see
or is it just that you prefer
to please yourself not me.
Your coat's a little shabby
I think you've lost some hair
but with a little grooming
your looks remain quite fair.
Your sense of smell is good
and so is your sense of taste
you sniff out food anywhere
which has increased your waist.
Your bones are not so supple
you struggle with some steps
but when barking at a stranger
you still show lots of pep
As I look into your eyes
which have grown slightly dim
I see the same young puppy
still nestled deep within
You remind me of somebody
I wonder, who can it be
I have a sneaking feeling
that it might in fact be me.
Growing Old - Rather Like My Dog
Our pets are sometimes a mirror to ourselves. The relationship is extremely deep. They can see into our souls and help make us believe that we are worthwhile and deserving of love. They sit...
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Ann D. Stevenson
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Published by Family Friend Poems August 12, 2024 with permission of the Author.
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ABOUT THE POET:
Ann D. Stevenson only began writing after she retired, when she joined a Writing for Well-Being course. It was during a difficult time, as her husband had recently been diagnosed with terminal cancer. She found writing very therapeutic, more especially poetry. It was a real boost to her morale when Family Friend Poems began publishing her...
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