Happy final day of national poetry month! A flash poem a day, every day, in April! Looking forward to next year. Here’s today’s silly poem…
Arlo
Waggingly
he came
from the
streets of LA
Bundled up, shipped off
to Seattle
where average time to adoption
was just 4 days
Part Chihuahua
part sun-soaked mystery
the day after he arrived
he found his new best buddy, a mom
from Whidbey Island
She took him
on a tour
of all the dog parks
Just to get his feet wet
and hers
As a new mom
she worried
about him
But he was brave
and kind
and strong.
Quietly outgoing
except in the presence
of bullies.
Wise
before his time.
His very first time
at Marguerite Brons Park
he hired himself
as Front-Gate Greeter
welcoming other new dogs
and old
waggingly.
The night after we met him
Daniel and I spoke of his magic
The next day
we bumped into him
at a café.
Still smiling
he conjured us to him
or we him, maybe.
And we’re smiling today.
Oh dear sweet Arlo from LA
what a gift you are
inside I’m still wagging.