Dog’s First Take On Christmas Tree

I watch you take out a tree (if you call it a tree).

It’s has no fresh scent; has not been outside– and there’s no craggy stump.

Three parts it has as I watch you ‘put it together’.

You bend branches all around; while others are spread open more.

Once done you stand back to admire your handy work.

You check for holes; rearrange a branch here or there.

I watch not sure what’s coming next.

You place blanket around bottom of tree. (but you call it skirt, why?)

What are these color lights coming next.

You wrap them around tree (all the way to top).

You grab chair; place bright star light on top.

Again you step back and admire your handy work.

You say tomorrow will be more decorating. (what does that mean?)

Guess I’ll find out tomorrow.

Holidays Come Upon Me

Holidays come upon me
Turkey dinners which smell declious
Cheerful gathering of family
Only it’s the anniversary of my beloved pet’s death
Passed away across the rainbow bridge last year
My sorrow was great, my first holiday without her
This year my heart has slowly mended
A new dog enter my life
Has brought some joy back into the holidays
But this month I will always remember my loss
For she passed away just two days ago
My smiling shining star
Now up in sky watching down on me
As busy holidays come right around the corner

What Words Can I Say

What words can I say;
Which have been said already
In countless poems about you.

From your looks
Too your unique doggy habits
And your inspiration alone.

You will always be my first;
My furry child
Who just loved hanging out at home.

I still think of you
As it will be year since you pass
And crossed over the rainbow bridge.

I hope you are enjoying the outdoors
Drinking in fresh air
And maybe doing rocket dog
Zooming top speeds all around some place.

Your smile alone brightened my days
I can still see it
But it is now only memories
And not the real thing.

What can I say; except I love you
And that I miss you every day.