Ted (Coming Home)

poem by: Dan Cooper
Written on Mar 13, 2012 

You can see the smile of his tiny face already
Before the door has been pushed to;
Feel its cooling warmth.
His ears are up, silken with chocolate velvet
Dependable amber lamps beam at you
Lit delicately
Eitherside a perfect, blackened nose.

 

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ann parks commented:
unconditional love ....what a precious thing. They love us not for what we have but how we treat them. A lovely vers thanks! Ann

 

 

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