Under darken skies lies small wooden rowboat
Tied forlorn to pier forgotten
Paint peeling off it’s sides
It bobs up and down and up and down in cold water
Lookong like it’s freezing with coming winter
Kana eyeing green broccoli
On white plate
Waiting for owner to give some to her.
I love you more than stars of night.
Which shine their radiance with their light.
To where they sit upon the sky
To watch over you and I.
I love you more than sweet music of harps.
Which softly play with many sharps.
To where they play among the stage
So I can hear you sing all day.
I love you more than rain like showers
That pour their drops over all the flowers.
To where they fall from up above
I will see you safe and dry.
I love you more than flowers of blooming spring.
Which blossom their petals with what they bring.
To where they open their flowering sight
Of what I have seen our future is bright.
I love you more than the bright golden moon
Which only shows its beam at six to soon.
To where I will wait for you to arrive
To tell you what you’ve waited to hear.
I love you more than all my heart.
That had me beating it from the start.
To where I am now about to tell
That you are the one and I know it well.
Why must I take bath?
I am not that dirty, am I?
I can’t help seeing dirty patches.
That smell, you smell
Is my new grass perfume.
Please, don’t wash it away?
I worked very hard to spread it over.
This is not fun as water sprays all over.
I am soaked from head to tail.
You soap me and rinse and soap again.
I shake to show my displeasure.
Another rinse and I am done.
I am dried in big white towel.
You carry me over to dryer.
Why must you torture me with this device.
It sucks at my fur; makes awful noise.
Please, oh human stop right now.
Alas, you continue until my coat is dry.
Fur is flying every where.
I guess it is that time of year.
I try to move away.
But collar lead won’t let me.
You better give me snack.
Cause this bath time was not fun all.
I look at pizza
Folded in half in your hand
Will you share it please?
I stare, waiting, but
No pizza will you give me
I will come close
Are you taunting me?
Pizza looks too good, I want
What you place in mouth
Please, please give pizza
I jump up to place paws On
Your leg while you eat
Sleeping dog in peacefully sleep
No cage bounds her anymore
Her tummy is well fed
No other dogs to fight or share food
No hearing barking all day long
She is adjusting well in new environment
No more a puppy mill momma
Now she has new life in loving home
I walk into store
You lift me up,
I’m place in a box.
It rolls forward.
What weird box it is this?
You say it is cart.
You stop at objects,
You check them out careful.
I do not understand this.
Why are you placing in cart?
We go around,
Until you are done.
We stand behind people.
We wait out turn.
You place objects on counter.
You pull out card and pay.
We leave you rolling me out door.
This wasn’t bad,
Can we come back sometime again.
Kana shopping at Bed Bath and Beyond.
My remote fell from chair.
I went to pick it up near the wall.
There between edges of carpet
I found a piece your creme brulee fur.
I picked the strand and held it between my fingers.
I looked at how it went white to brown.
Strand of fur was near where you loved to lay near chair.
I sighed remembering how much I missed you;
You were my friend and companion.
I placed the fur on your memory rock,
Letting you know I was thinking about you;
Hoping you would bound in with your smile
And ask me to pet and massage your furry coat.
Small creamy dog walks down street
People stop to ask if they can greet
Owner says yes as dog allows the pets
She smiles enjoying all the pats
Some take a guess of her breed
Others know right off the bat
Everyone notices her calm demeanor
As owner looks at art and crafts
She loves the attention that she gets
As she is allow to go to an art fest event
I smell fresh steamed veggies from kitchen.
I see you load them on white plate.
I watch you carry towards table
Once seated you begin to eat.
I come over placing front paws on chair.
Please share your green broccoli with me.
You see my pleading eyes.
You know certain veggies are good for dogs.
You find small pieces to give out.
You have me work for food.
I sit and stay for you.
I look at you when you say “Kana watch me”.
Each piece is so good.
Then I’m done; waiting for you to finish dinner.