and knowing better.
And still wanting it.
I resort to walking alone
to the dog park.
I borrow children’s stuffed animals
and ask them to play pretend.
I try to convince friends with dogs
to go on vacation where they can’t take their dogs.
I keep myself from animal shelters.
You nuzzle it, you buy it.
2 thoughts on “Wanting a Puppy”
On first glimpse, this poem appears deceptively simple but there is so much more meaning to it.
I simply love pieces like these, they’re an absolute delight to read! ❤
Looking forward to reading more from you!
Thanks, Natalie! I really appreciate you reading and leaving such thoughtful comments. You make blogging fun! 🙂