Feb 9, 2018 Original Poetry

To My Dog, Holly
©February 9th, 2018
By Vijaya Sundaram

Passing strange that I look in your eyes
And see such beauty and sweetness
And a landscape as strange as
That of another planet.

Passing strange that we communicate
With voice and eyes, tail and food,
And always with love as close
As the beating of one’s heart.

Of what you think I cannot fathom
But I know some of what you need,
The signals you send as clear
As a loon’s lake-call at night.

Goofy, joyous play all day.
Walks in the woods en famille.
Rice, yogurt, and bananas.
Cuddles, and brushing, and treats.

I hope I will give to you
Everything you need me to
For you live transplanted, here.
And that, I understand well.
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