TO MY MAN AND MY MASTIFF
I love the velvet fir under your nose,
The way you clean between your toes.
I love the gentle look in your eyes.
And how you never tell me lies.
I love the steady rhythm of your snore,
And how you push me to the floor.
I love the slope of your shoulders,
Muscular and strong.
And how you cry when
I'm gone to long.
Or how you always scare the cat ,
When I've told you never, to do that
Or how you drink
,then pee on my flowers,
or chew on a bone for hours and hours .
I love how you pretend
There is no drool hanging down.
or cheer me up,
by acting the clown.
And how when you fart,
You look perplexed .
And wonder who
will take the blame next.
I love the expressive wrinkles
across your forehead.
and how you think your sneaking,
crawling into my bed.
I know Our love will
Always be .
OH what a lucky me ?
By Sharon Medforth