Stevie Taite

Rookie - 6 Points (30th January 1973 / Kent, England)

Dear Old Jeeves - Poem by Stevie Taite

Glandular fever had made me skinny and pale
The sofa held my feeble form
Oh Jeeves, how you hopefully waggled your tale
Resting chin on my 'blankie', all tatty and worn.

Persistently nuzzling your slobbering snout
And whimpering gently your worry
As to why I had failed to get up and about
(My white cells seemed to be in no particular hurry)

Throughout those long days of my childhood disease
As I fought with my mal altered self.
You stayed by my side, wanting only to please
Waiting patiently for the return of my health

Then as I improved, and the illness subsided
You laid on your side for some rest
You welcomed my head as on your belly it resided
Grateful me in my oversized knickers and vest.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

I loved my dog! He cracked walnuts that we shared along with his dog biscuits. He was my pillow and when I was small enough, my horse! Such fond memories. I didn't even mind his smelly farts!

Comments about Dear Old Jeeves by Stevie Taite

  • Rookie - 146 Points Ruby Honeytip (2/14/2013 6:55:00 PM)

    Ahhh....my kids have one of those. Goofy labrador Shandi: ^)
    Gahhh! ! Fourth wrong verification! (Report) Reply

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  • Freshman - 916 Points Chandra Thiagarajan (12/4/2012 3:43:00 AM)

    A nice tribute to your loved dog.The poem is in rhyme and the lines are captivating EXCELLENT! (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,295 Points Tarobinson1103@gmail.com Robinson (12/2/2012 6:28:00 PM)

    my dog used to pop open beers and bring them to me. Then she divorced me. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 288 Points John Brown (11/29/2012 6:49:00 AM)

    Good one Stevie. We have a Yorkie that my wife (and increasingly myself) treat like a baby. They become so much a part of the family, and greatly loved. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 4,231 Points Valerie Dohren (11/27/2012 3:09:00 PM)

    Oh how sweet - dogs can be so faithful and loving. A great poem Stevie. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,323 Points Xelam Kan™ (11/27/2012 7:49:00 AM)

    when did all this happen? teacher
    was that yours pet........ (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 4,107 Points Diane Hine (11/27/2012 6:30:00 AM)

    It's a sign of true devotion of to be unbothered by his smelly farts.
    He sounds like a wonderful dog and this is a teriffic poem. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 15,354 Points Lyn Paul (11/27/2012 6:21:00 AM)

    How lovely Stevie, bet that time was tough, no you didn't share the dog biscuits did you? My dog pops off so badly sometimes that she has to get up and leave the room. phew! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, November 27, 2012


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