#ilovedogs

why so tiny brah

I wish that I could call my dog

and get him on the phone

to say what a good boy he is

and treat him with a bone.

To tell him that I miss him,

and that I am coming home,

and that I feel really bad

for leaving him alone.

He’s likely sad and worried

and waiting by the door

wondering why I didn’t take him

with me to the store.

But I can’t even get him

to acknowledge the T.V.,

so answering the phone, I fear,

is just not meant to be.

Then again, perhaps

he’s sleeping peacefully and free,

and the only one who’s wondering