My Beloved Is Home

The love of her life.

Published on October 13, 2004 By angfrayle In Home & Family

My Beloved Is Home
that old familiar scent
burnt wood in a dew caressed morn
wafted through my nostrils
waking me up from my noonday slumber

that old familiar call
a voice I've heard these so many years
giving me delight each time
I hear my name

if I could speak
I would have said: "Here I am, my beloved!"
But I am only a dog,
and with sincerity and devotion, I say:
"Awrf! Awrf! Awrf!"

Teri!

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