Friday, January 04, 2008

My Dogs Live Here

My dogs live here, they're here to stay.
You don't like pets, be on your way.
They share my home, my food, my space.
This is their home, this is their place.

You will find dog hair on the floor,
they will alert you're at the door.
They may request a little pat,
a simple 'no' will settle that.

It gripes me when I hear you say
'Just how is it you live this way?
They smell, they shed, they're in the way.'
WHO ASKED YOU? is all I can say.

They love me more than anyone,
my voice is like the rising sun.
They merely have to hear me say
'C'mon, time to go and play.'

Then tails wag and faces grin,
they bounce and hop and make a din.
They never say 'no time for you,'
they're always there, to GO and DO.

And if I'm sad? They're by my side,
and if I'm mad, they circle wide,
and if I laugh, they laugh with me,
they understand, they always see.

So once again, I say to you
come visit me, but know this too...

My dogs live here, they're here to stay.
You don't like pets, be on your way.
They share my home, my food, my space.
This is their home, this is their place.

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by ~ Katy ~

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

My name is Katy. I wrote this poem 4-5 years ago, but never copyrighted it. I gave it to friends to hang up in their houses to stop irritable neighbors and family. It somehow hit the web. so the author is no longer unknown, its ~Katy~

:-)

Briarwood Pups said...

Katy - it's a beautiful poem and well-said! Do I have your permission to post it? I also keep a mirror blog on the myspace site at www.myspace.com/briarwoodpups

Do you have a link to a home page?