Poetry: Replacement

Poetry: Replacement

A cloud of softness and tiny, sharp teeth,

Silly, messy, and wonderful

You came into our home.

With you came healing and laughter.

Tiny perfect paws stepped into an empty chapter.

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You were not the same, of course.

No one expected so much

Of your furry, tumbling self.

Where he was clean and regal,

You were tumbling, tousled, often foul.

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We cleaned a hundred noxious messes

While you grew into your place.

And not all was wholly different.

From the start your eyes

Were gentle, chocolate, happy windows.

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From the moment we gathered round you

On soon much-scrubbed carpet,

You were learning how best

To love your newfound charges,

And fill a cavernous, sorrowful role.

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And fill it, you did, sweet friend of mine!

At seventy pounds, you’re no lapdog,

But that doesn’t stop you.

You wrestle, run, play, comfort–

All your efforts are to dote upon your people.

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You are not him and will never be.

But today you woke before the sun

And followed me downstairs.

You laid beside my chair,

A furry lump of solid gold devotion.

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