Occasional Poems: Puppy TOys
Welcome to our latest Occasional Poem.
Many of my poems are written in a state of bemusement over the
behavior of our four legged family members.
Our dogs in particular demonstrate an overwhelming need to show
off their toys. They come running up to you with toy in mouth,
all eager for your attention. When an 85 pound Labrador
Retriever drops a three pound bone on your foot, believe me, you
Each morning it's my puppy's joy,
To bring me each and every toy,
He wags his tail and wiggles so,
Then drops his bone upon my toe.
His eyes are filled with anxious hope,
That every frisbee, ball and rope,
Will garner some new word of praise.
Can I do less beneath his gaze?
I'll toss his ball and tug of war.
He'll keep on coming back for more.
His playful vigor has no end.
No wonder that he's man's best friend.