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A poem for my Wesley
my little wesley
you are rotten to the core
so much so
that you never wait
at any given door —
you push and shove your little face
into an opening
(thankful i never close them all the way)
until it swings open ...
you bark and sigh
trotting into the bathroom
— or even my bedroom
probably scolding me
for leaving you alone ...
but i just wanted to shower
and to get dressed
without those corgi ears
poking about
© S.J.
you are rotten to the core
so much so
that you never wait
at any given door —
you push and shove your little face
into an opening
(thankful i never close them all the way)
until it swings open ...
you bark and sigh
trotting into the bathroom
— or even my bedroom
probably scolding me
for leaving you alone ...
but i just wanted to shower
and to get dressed
without those corgi ears
poking about
© S.J.
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