To My Dog Trigger, Who Lay On My Book

Posted on by Chris The Story Reading Ape

K Morris Poet's avatarK Morris - Poet

trigger-in-his-bed

You lay on my book.
Perhaps you mistook
It for a bone
And discovering your mistake, left it alone!

You creased it’s pages.
Oh the ages
I took
To write that book!

You lay on my book
But look
I have many more,
And ‘twas entirely my fault for
I should not have left it on the floor!

Dogs have such short lives
While the poet’s work survives
Long after master and friend
Have come to their end.
You lay on my book,
My faithful old mutt.

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