Tags
dog drama, doggie-loves, doggies, dogs, envy, humor, narrative poem, pain
Their spat began, predictably,
When those in power sat to eat,
As each pinned secret hopes upon
The wonder of a stolen treat.
Their people smiled and laughed and chewed—
So slowly did they eat their meal!—
And he edged close and closer to
The morsels he had planned to steal.
His plans to steal were ended when
Her HOWL of sorrow sounded then:
He ought to stop!
This was not fair!
He’d moved too close
And wouldn’t share!
Their people stopped to frown and stare,
And time and food moved slowly on,
And mouths and stomachs growled despair,
And still their war would NOT be gone:
He stood too close!
It wasn’t fair!
In his place
She, of course, would share.
And people ate, and dogs drooled on,
Until the envied foods were gone,
And Dad got up to find a treat
His “hungry” pups could safely eat.
And each dog snagged
A treat or two
While firmly in
Each other’s view,
But still each frowned
And drooped, and sighed,
As dreams dried up
Of treats denied,
And each thought
In his secret heart
THE OTHER
Got THE BETTER PART!!!!
Gwennon
June 14, 2020
for Roosevelt and Beatrice
