A Glorious Year
Age Rating: 10 +
Something tells me this is not good bye,
But merely a parting of ways.
But why does it hurt so much?
Warning after warning you gave us,
Yes we ignored them out of love.
You loved us, its true.
You proved it by chasing away bad thoughts,
And protecting us from our nightmares.
You sat in our laps even though you were too heavy, and too big.
Wringing the blood out of all those towels,
And washing the blanket made me think how much you have changed our lives.
We are forever swiffering the house,
And spitting hairs out of our mouths.
Always are we cleaning sheets and putting away your toys.
Yet, we do not mind.
You've made us smile with your clever brown eyes,
And made us learn that different species may not be Thrilled about each other,
But enjoy each others company.
I cried for you, barely able to keep the sobs in.
Your future is what worries me.
You came to us when you were a baby,
And you know no other homes.
Hearing your growl, and my brothers painful cry,
Made me wonder if you do love us.
'But ofcourse he loves us,' I assured myself.
But why all the blood?
I don't want you to go,
I love you and need you.
You give me a reason to go outside at 6:30 in the morning for a walk.
You give me a reason to run after you when you stole my sock, or a paper of mine.
My dear friend,
Only this morning you were lying with me as I lay ill,
Nuzzling my cheeks with your wet nose.
I would continue to tell you how much I love you,
But words can't explain.
Hearing my other brothers cries from the other room Make me want to comfort him.
And that I will do.
Ok, very personal. Actual event. The poem is about my dog, Oliver. Over the past year, we've had difficulties with him and biting family members because of food, and time after time, we swore we were be more careful. But tonight, my mothers guard was down and my brother, Ethan, was lying on the couch. Oliver came up and starting sniffing. Then he bit Ethan, obviously thinking he was a threat... That's all i'm going to write about it tonight. I'm tired and need to spend time with Oliver, for he will most likely be given away in the next week.
YAY!! We're keeping Oliver! HURRAH!
Scratch that. He was taken to the SPCA :(