Valentine

I Put My Paw in Your Hand!

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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

Valentine Me.

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I want to send more love into the world,

Instead of throwing kerosene on conflicts.

To be a source of happiness to others and myself,

And have more empathy and be slow to anger.

To stop playing God, and realize I am powerless,

Against the forces of nature,

And everything else.

I would like to be a walking red heart.

Even with the knowledge that the earth is dying.

That rage and racial hatred are like mother’s milk.

To turn it all this over, like a plate full of discarded peas,

At the foot of a higher power.

Who might have abandoned his creation.

Or taken a long summer vacation.

Or is plotting some kind of cover-up.

I wish you a Valentine with white fancy lace.

I will pray for chocolate anesthesia. 

Ask for grace,

And that salvation grows.

A happy valentine
Valentine Me.