My furry Valentine

Dear Mommy Jane,

Here is my Valentine to you

I realize it’s late, but I’m dealing with dog years!

Roses are red,

Violets are blue.

I love the tax returns

You give me to chew

If I can’t tear it, dear mommy,

Your manuscript will due.

I love the shredded carrots,

You give me to eat.

Watching you pick crumbs out of the carpet,

Is really a treat.

I love the balls you throw me,

As you jog through the room.

Not an athletic canine,

I nap, while you fume.

I love the Chinese food,

You order for me.

I hear the words “steamed chicken” (no sauce)

And I know I’m home free.

You give me medicine and nurse me to health.

I realize my care has cost you your wealth.

You took me to emergency rooms, 

Demand an IV.

All night, I sit on your lap,

For the doctors to see.

And when the sun first appears,

You scoop me up to go home,

My paw in your hand, we are never alone.

Love and licks,

Brie

Your furry Valentine