Nahko

My dog
was a ball
of happiness.
All he wanted was
to love.
He was fiercely
protective
even with no threat
in sight,
which made it
challenging at times.
I loved the way
he ran upstairs
every morning
once he heard
my door open.
Like clockwork
he would be there
wiggling his whole body,
ready to make me
smile.

Published by Kelly Severseike

Writer & Poet

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