Anthony Foster

Rookie - 0 Points (26-10-47 / Isle of Wight)

An Ode To Our Dog - Poem by Anthony Foster

You big and lumbering hairy mate,
What is left that you haven’t chewed?
After wolfing whatever is placed on your plate,
And then you are grovelling for food.

As you sit in the cab of the van,
Watching us enter the store,
We know that it’s safe from any man,
When the hairy one is watching the door

You get us up early in the morning,
By using your wet cold nose,
If the slobbering kiss does not wake us,
You whine with a sweet repose.

You love it when out for the walkies,
Bounding all over the place,
Because we are walking more slowly,
You are forcing a rise in the pace.

Yet when we look into your bright yellow eyes,
And see the love light glow,
Our heart skips a beat and our spirits rise,
Because we love you so.


Comments about An Ode To Our Dog by Anthony Foster

  • Rookie - 110 Points Myrtle Thomas (3/16/2009 5:58:00 PM)

    Anthony another great Write my friend I see not only poetry we have in common but love for dogs and animals as well another 10 good job.I hope you check out more of my poems as well. My family the Blair's came to America from Scotland I guess their are castles there that the family owned. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Jeff Twyman (2/3/2009 10:05:00 AM)

    Sounds like that old hairy dog would have enjoyed Donkey Lane and Grants Hole, Adisham (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Hope Wallin (1/21/2009 2:43:00 PM)

    Aw...... That is just about the sweetest thing I've ever read! It's so cute! You're dog must be amazing, to inspire a poem this sweet. :) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 21, 2009



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