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Old Dog

by Marcus Lane

She slumps in sleep
Paws clasped prayer-like
Dream-dozing eyelids a-simmer

A spasm-triggered flesh flick
An ear-alert to a tremorous tick
Crisp-dry nose with involuntary sniff
Old dog breath brewing brown toothed whiff

With pain weary grunt
She heaves her lumpy bulk
Onto shaky splayed legs
That hobble and limp

Catches my eye
With a puppy-pleased glint

Wags

.... and pees

02/28/2010

Author's Note: Dedicated to Pops (Chasing tennis balls in Heaven from 19 February 2010)

Posted on 02/28/2010
Copyright © 2024 Marcus Lane

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by George Hoerner on 03/01/10 at 11:50 AM

I've seen so many pass this way and move on to their special heaven. We who have been loved by them have been given something special. Ours are starting to age and will go sooner than we'd like.

Posted by Maude Curtis on 03/01/10 at 03:21 PM

Anyone who has an old dog can relate to this. Beautiful and loving tribute to "Mans Best Friend".

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 03/13/10 at 03:55 PM

A special friend, now in peace. This poem is a pleasing combination of love and gentle humor. Thank you.

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