Sunday, September 28, 2008

My Pack

How it warms my heart and fills my day with happiness
When I awake and you hear the first sounds of my stirring
And come running to the bed, like a little herd of elephants
To kiss my eyes and lick my face and nose,
To bat my cheek and shake the bed with your wagging tail
With meows to show how pitifully you need my immediate attention
And whines to show how hard you're trying not to bark for joy
As if you'd been alone for years, instead of a mere few hours
As if nothing in the world has ever made you happier
Than to know that I'm still here
And though it warms my heart, it also makes me sad
That no one else has ever made me feel so loved

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene

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