Pup’s Second Breakfast
~A humorous poem for pet lovers and not only! Read more poetry in my new book As Good As Gold~
I tiptoe in the morning around the room,
Get ready for the day as quiet as a plume;
Since at my feet, hidden quite deep
That only his nose peeps
Under my duvet asleep.
He’s quite a puzzle, my puppy is
For he can hear, from his deep sleep
As breakfast food touches his bowl.
And in a second he’s at the door.
And then he eats!
My coffes’s ready, wait for my toast,
Pick up the paper. Puppy? engrossed
In his own breakfast, yet now and again
He comes to touch base.
A good intend.
Polite! I’m proud of pup!
My toast is done! It jumped right up
Just as pup ate his very last bite
And shook his head then quenched his thirst.
I’m ready to bite. Puppy? transposed.
I glance at him, he looks away.
I sigh. Only his nose moves.
Ready to eat I am. Again. When something drips.
The tap? The rain? The bag of trix
Right by my feet? With big, round belly
And eyes so soft especially
As I hand him a piece
Of toast. And now, I eat in peace.
P.S. Pup ate half a toast.
Between the toast and pup I love pup most
You might also like to read the poem Bailey the Sea Dog , a haiku for an Airedale Terrier dog or read about Understanding your child’s affinity towards animals.
Enjoy more haiku and feel good, humorous poems about dogs in my new book of poetry and haiku, As Good AS Gold. As Good As Gold is also available as e-book, paperback and Large Print, a dyslexia friendly edition: Amazon UK, Amazon US