For Patchy

January 29, 2018
By uebha BRONZE, Monticello, Illinois
uebha BRONZE, Monticello, Illinois
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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.


The author's comments:

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.


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