Whenever I come home from the store, from the dentist, and practically any time I leave home, both of my dogs are always there waiting. My pit bull, Tinkerbell, is always staring at me with the sweetest look in her eyes as her gorgeous spotted coat brushes against me. My Yorkie, Romeo, has his paws up and balanced on my legs, with his fluffy ears poofed up and a hopeful gaze in his eyes. Here is a poem by me, dedicated to every dog, because even though we were only gone for ten minutes, they're still there waiting like it's been years.
Ten Minutes
The light shown through
In the gentle noon
As my people went to walk
I paced and paced
I jumped and raced
I watched the clock-
Tick. Tock.
Years and years
Of endless waiting
I miss them so
It's irritating
I hear the deep rumble
Of a great broken garage
I run into the oil puddle
With a big oily splosh
They come back inside
As I wag my tail
They rub my back
I give out a wail
Why were you so sad?
We'll pet you with no limits
We're home, now, be glad
We were only gone for ten minutes
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