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For Patchy
January 29, 2018
For Patchy,
You weirdo,
I love it
when you run through the dining room
and scratch the floor,
And wreak havoc on the house
when you’re excited.
(even though mom and dad don’t)
I love it
when you lay your head in my lap
whining,
dying for attention, after a “grueling” day of work.
I love it
when you know the popcorn’s almost done,
and you deftly spring
four feet in the air,
with great gusto,
at the beep of the microwave.
I love it
when you fall asleep
in dad’s chair,
and I can see you
twitching,
sighing,
dreaming.
© Chase S., Stephenville, TX
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This poem was inspired a little bit, by Naomi Shihab Nye's poem For Bucky. I loved her's because it reminded me of my love for Patches, me and my family's dog.