Eyes Are Scared

The eyes are scared;
She stares at me
With the look of help me.
How can I help my dog,
Who is scared of storms;
Loud noises that come
When least except.
She comes to me;
I wrap my arms around
Telling her it is OK;
But still the look
I see in her scared eyes
Say I don’t like this at all.

Relaxing Dog

Sun shines through the pane;
Dog is on her back with two back paws;
Sticking straight out hovering;
Motionless like a balancing act.
The light shines upon her belly
Like she is getting a tan
While sleeping on the beach;
But she is indoors enjoying
The warmth that shines through;
Relaxing in one of many positions;
She will relax in.