As I am in the melancholy way I wrote poetry...It is very rough, but since I have been posting everything on here anyway:
Loyalty
A Great Dane sitting by an empty dish
Watching the door, waiting for someone
A car is heard, a door slams, a man stumbles in
A yelp, a thud, a curse
Hesitant to re-approach, another yelp
Great Dane limping, licking a dry dish
Cooked food wafting towards a hunters nose
Again a yelp, a curse, an ever heavy limp
Football scores echo off plaster
A hand falls free ready to caress
a satisfied “grr” as bottles pile up,
a yelp, a yelp, a yelp
A Great Dane sitting by an empty dish…
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