I hear him whine at two A.M <br />Scratching and pushing on my door <br />I have no choice but to invite him in <br />And I know he won’t sleep on my floor <br /> <br />He always jumps on the foot of my bed <br />Every night to rest his paws <br />With one glance at his droopy face <br />I soon forget his simple flaws <br /> <br />He leaves me little room to sleep <br />He drools, and worse, he snores a lot <br />I cannot move him, what’s the use <br />His breath smells awful, and it’s hot <br /> <br />He hogs the covers and doesn’t wake <br />And all the while, I cannot rest <br />And when the alarm sounds morning bells <br />There he is, head on my chest <br /> <br />Although I haven’t slept in years <br />Next to his frame, so soft and wide <br />Sleep will just not be the same <br />Without my canine by my side…<br /><br />Danny Taylor<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-canine-s-poem/
