How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
With your white-tipped tail, and the twitch of your nose
Racing the wind, you can run on for days.
Rescued from your past, you love to lick our toes.
A warrior in a spaniel’s coat, whole hearted, ardent pride
Letting all who pass know, loud and clear,
Do not dare to hide.
How I love thee pink-skinned one, oh you wait to hear.
And now in the quiet I seek your eyes
Which always sought mine first.
A flurry at my feet, I try?
Nothing, my heart bursts.
No sandy tongue to lick my cheek; Sorrow’s river flows.
Close my eyes and feel your breath; this is where I’ll go.
In memory of Willy, a good good dog. 2/16/15