Gator Waiting On The Groomer Poem by Billy Loving

While lying on the floor
My movements, she does ignore
For her visit waiting
Happiness anticipating
All nice and clean
Feeling so serene
Her tongue sticking out
Nothing to be worried about
Mourning journey
In happiness, she will return to me
Patiently waiting on the floor
She hears the closing of the door
Night will be over soon
Morning comes as it lights the room
Out the door we go
Her destination, she does know