It’s a strange feeling when I see a stroller
Pacifiers and diapers, screaming babies couldn’t make me colder
Some women will shoot themselves
Spend everything
And inject someone else’s cells
I can’t run far enough away
I feel no soft and fuzzies even when they’re at play
My mother told me not to wait till it’s too late
And the doctor said, “The longer you wait, the longer you’ll want to wait”
Well maybe it’s fate
They say I’ll have remorse
But over the past 10 years I haven’t and life is still taking its course
I dream of puppies
I couldn’t wait
On my 30th birthday me and my husband went to get a puppy, it was so great
Five years later he’s a huge Golden retriever who walks by
For him I’d risk my life
His sweet face and kisses couldn’t make my heart any warmer
I love watching him play from the corner
His puppy teeth are in a Ziploc bag in the cabinet
His photos are framed on my walls
I consider our adventures time well spent
I love on my floor the sound and imprints of puppy paws
I am content

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