My best friend won't speak to me.

My best friend won’t speak to me,

Won’t say a single word,

When I speak she tilts her head,

Then pretend that she’s not heard,

 

I took her out for lunch,

In hope, to lift her mood,

But she wouldn’t even look at me,

And didn’t touch her food,

 

I tried to reason with her,

I begged, down on my knees,

But still she remained silent,

She’s just so hard to please,

 

This morning I rose early,
Determined to succeed,

I would talk to her once more,

My sermon she would heed,

 

I couldn’t find her downstairs,

Upstairs was empty too,

But then I found her gardening

I took this as my cue,

 

I begged her to forgive me,

To be my friend once more,

She jumped up to attention,

What am I in for,

 

But she bounded over to me,

Is that a smile upon her face?

She covered my face with kisses,

Invaded my personal space,

 

She still won’t ever speak to me,

But on my lap she slept,

I suppose she is still a puppy,

And this I must accept.

Reviews

[Enid Blake]

Yeah don't we just love our animals! Very nice :)

[Dean Kuch®]

I personally am a sucker for poems that deal with animals, especially those of the canine variety. This one was a great and wonderful tribute to those four legged givers of unconditional love! Great job, and quite witty too...

[Coyote Poetry]

I enjoyed the poem. Good to appreciate the animals in our life. I like the way you led me to the puppy laying in your lap. Thank you for sharing the excellent poem.
Coyote