A Borrowed Dog, Oliver

 

He came because, he was left

not borrowed or blue

but cream and we wed our lives

joined until death and now I grieve


Each day we ate and walked 

and went to the bathroom 

I brushed his wild locks

pulled sticker burrs, and patted 


In return he listened as I read

recipes and looked for keys

he sat and danced, and twirled

upon request, never command


He traveled to Dallas, Houston

and Corpus and met family and

friends and was a family friend 

and now they grieve 


For Peggy O 

August 2023


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