To my Dog, Trigger


I JUST READ THIS TO MY GERMAN SHEPHERD. BARON der HUNTER. HE GAVE IT FOUR PAWS UP!

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trigger-in-his-bed

My dog yelps in his sleep.
Can a canine weep?
And what thoughts of joy or pain
Pass through his sleeping brain?

In an exstasy of sound and smell
You dwell.
The freshly roasted chicken, just out of reach is sheer hell
To my friend
Who’s end
Is food and play.

Your day
Will not be so long as mine,
Yet we humans whine
While you in the moment live
And give such love
To your god above
Who sits envying you your state of grace.
Would that I could change place
With you
My friend true.

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