Abby Callaghan


My puppy and I


I wake to see her, there
at the end of my bed, looking at me as if to say
Good Morning
And she looks at me with more love then you would think possible
how can so much love be found in such a small creature?
I rub her soft, pink belly
and we lay there, serene, so calm
the air is still
we feel each others presence, our eyes closed, neither of us make a sound
for it is unnecessary
we know how the other feels
content.
content because we are the only ones in the world
my puppy and I

I leave the house for just a moment to take the garbage out
her eyes of sadness make my heart ache as I walk out the door
I open the door and step in
and there she is waiting
and when she sees me she cries with excitement
as if I have been gone for an eternity
she misses me and this makes me miss her too
for this is the bond we share
my puppy and I

She grabs her tiny tennis ball
she flips her head and lets go to
throw
it to me
and I throw it to her
and this goes on for hours because
she feels this makes me happy
and I feel this makes her happy
and we are both happy
to be together
my puppy and I

I go to the front door and grab my coat
she watches me, silently
it's not until I grab the plastic grocery bag
that she knows
she is anxious, and starts that excited tap dance she does
the tapping of her nails on the hard wood floor.
I grab the leash and collar
and sit on the couch
she jumps up on my chest as I hold out the collar
she wines and bites at the collar pleading for me to put it on
when she hears the snap she darts to the door
the door opens and it's like the start of a race
she bolts down the front porch and down the driveway
she looks back
patiently waiting for me to lock the door
I start walking and she does as well
we arrive at the tree
when I take off, she does as well
as I run, I watch her
gliding
how can such a small dog run so quickly?
we race to the corner where the big rock awaits our return
the race is over and we go on our walk
she turns into the park
as I knew she would
I let her go from the leash
for I trust her
we run together through the grass
I stop and breath heavily
I watch her run in circles around the field
she glides
she is a gazelle
pure happiness is her expression
is her mood
is her spirit
and my eyes water
for I will miss these moments
I will remember these moments

My puppy and I

Submitted: Sunday, March 29, 2009
Edited: Sunday, March 07, 2010

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  • Marilyn Lott (3/29/2009 10:05:00 PM)

    Your poem was a joy to read, Abby. So sweet that little puppy is and what a precious companion for you. A '10! '

    Best Wishes,
    Marilyn (Report) Reply

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