We Got Another Dog
a poem for those more alike than different
She wouldn't smile,
Maya-Dog
so I made it a point to dance with her
Frenetically,
around the living room
to new and classic hits.
I sang to her, too
mostly songs made up
for you
but that fit her better
my video amassed thousands of views on Tik Tok
of a lullaby
written for Kate,
who is long-gone now.
Now,
....Maya smiles now.
Whole-face grins
that send wrinkles up to her eyebrows-
We got another dog.
Sad Eyes-
are we more Alike than Different?
or do you need another one of You, too?
to Grin.
About the Creator
Anna Cunningham
Longtime poet residing in Virginia's Blue Ridge Mountains
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She is beautiful dog (assuming that's her in the picture)! And such heartfelt words!