Puppy Love
A friend and companion,
since six weeks old,
looked after like a babe
in arms.
Brown eyes look up
towards me, gleefully,
bright and wide.
A tail wags vigorously,
thumping the floor,
from side to side.
Happy for a feed,
toilet needs and a walk.
Intelligent, that he is.
Communicating with eye
contact and the prod of a
paw.
If only he could talk.
Pure white soft fur,
looking almost like a
polar bear,
he climbs up onto the sofa
and snuggles into me,
putting one front paw over
my lap.
A quick lick and as contented
as can be,
he takes a nap.
His presence, his persona,
so calming and there is a
bond of friendship, a caring
of each other.
His needs, simple and in return,
gives his love.
Such a lovely nature, gentle
and no bother.
In the morning, he awakes,
looking, listening and wandering
about, seeing what he can out of reach
above.
Tea-time arrives and then time
for the sofa again,
giving his love.
His puppy love.
since six weeks old,
looked after like a babe
in arms.
Brown eyes look up
towards me, gleefully,
bright and wide.
A tail wags vigorously,
thumping the floor,
from side to side.
Happy for a feed,
toilet needs and a walk.
Intelligent, that he is.
Communicating with eye
contact and the prod of a
paw.
If only he could talk.
Pure white soft fur,
looking almost like a
polar bear,
he climbs up onto the sofa
and snuggles into me,
putting one front paw over
my lap.
A quick lick and as contented
as can be,
he takes a nap.
His presence, his persona,
so calming and there is a
bond of friendship, a caring
of each other.
His needs, simple and in return,
gives his love.
Such a lovely nature, gentle
and no bother.
In the morning, he awakes,
looking, listening and wandering
about, seeing what he can out of reach
above.
Tea-time arrives and then time
for the sofa again,
giving his love.
His puppy love.
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