~The Poet’s Poet~
Kindness and eagerness, that’s Admiral Nelson
The Burmese mountain dog
Willing to please, dislikes being ignored
When out and about no burrow is left unexplored
He carries his sumo wrestler body with grace
Ambles, yes that’s about his pace
Suits his master fine…
He’s at the stage in life where learning new tricks is a bore
Admiral Nelson rolls over for a belly rub, he knows the score
He loves the word ‘walkies’ detests the word VET.
He offers you the sad eye that says am I not your pet
Perhaps he remembers back when he met Cleopatra
A beautiful jet black Great Dane
That was for him a life changing experience.
Once he is warm and fed he feels safe and happy
Much like his master, age is a great leveller
Rituals, now he performs them religiously
He can’t settle down without doing what appears like a rain dance
At night he snores and dreams about who know what?
Cleopatra most probably or come morning, leaving his mark on the centuries old oak tree. Then breakfasting.
© Chris Black. January 2019.
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