Love is a Labrador
waiting eagerly at the door
for your arrival
to bay with joy unchecked
at your entrance--
slobbering passionate kisses
all over your hands, face, neck, arms,
knees, toes--
And you embrace love--
call it by name and praise it.
Love is a walk around the block
with fresh enthusiasm for the
same old weeds.
It enjoys the simple pleasures.
In memory of my beloved companion, Beau. I wrote this several years ago with him in mind, and he passed last week. It felt appropriate to publish now.