writings on life

Airport Pup

We were in the airport

I was feeling all kinds of out-of-sorts

It was dark and there was a melee

The man at the counter told me I couldn’t stay

I don’t know for sure where we were going

But the discomfort in my heart was growing

I saw your blonde tail poking up through the crowd

I had to unclip your leash and let you roam about

For some reason I thought we’d meet back at our destination

But there were thousands of miles between us and tons of people and travel

I had to tell people when I arrived that I’d left you behind

But I was sure you’d find your way

Even in a dream it was a strange thing to say

I remembered your yellow tail bobbing

You weren’t at my destination and my soul was sobbing

Is it all because we cuddle on the bed before we go to sleep

Is the inevitable ending a secret I’m trying to keep

You’re almost 6, sweet pup

I don’t know why God doesn’t give you more time

I cherish each moment you’re alive

You know I’d become homeless before I’d part ways with you

And you know if I drove a fancy car you’d still ride in it

If I had all the time in the world, you’re how I would spend it

So I was relieved when I awoke to find you licking your fur in the bed

We weren’t in an airport or different places

It was what I said

We were friends, always hanging out together

The best pup and an enamored human

BFFs, our bond

It’s true

No miles, no planes, no nightmare can sever

I’m staying on the ground with you

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