Miss Penelope P. Pincer of the Antelope Valley. Photo by April E. Sutton taken with my Samsung Tablet.
Buster waiting for a romp,
through meadows of lush grass.
Squirrels to catch for a good wrestle.
Your little stuffed tiger carried and protected,
Until the brute sent her ahead of you.
Oma and Opa waiting to pet you,
Allowed on the best chair,
shedding and dirt a thing past.
Every pocket has a tasty treat,
With piles of blankets to dig into a nice bed.
Allowed on the grass, and welcome on laps,
Belly rubs and ear scratches,
The body healed of aches and pains,
Contentment radiates like the sun,
Patiently waiting for the ones you love.