PERFECT PAWS
BY FIONA CUMMINGS
Such perfect paws
Born for a cause
Loving eyes which I, don’t see
Though I’m told, you look up to me
Just waiting, for the next command
My voice or a wave of my hand
Out into the big world
Worth more than pure gold
You make a statement so bold
How do you do this my pretty paws?
With you next to me I’m never alone
I wonder if you know you were the chosen one.
For me you open doors
Stop at steps and wait at the roadside
How hard you work I’m full of pride
My needs for me you try
Waiting patiently whilst I buy
Hurrying to catch a bus
Never making a fuss
Without your help I wouldn’t leave these four walls
A blow of the whistle you know your recall
Streight to my heal
Your nose nudges me so I can feel
My faithful
So beautiful
Wonderful
Because of you
I have a view
Of a world as normal as it can be
I wonder do you know, for me you see.
What’s in front of me?
By my side, and far a head
A long day now, it’s time for bed
But first a hug
As I tuck you in on your rug
A pat to say how I’m so grateful
For you do this for me and in return
All you ask of me is love
In your little life you have had to learn
So much more than dogs who don’t guide
In comparison to you they may have an easy ride
Though you are fed
the best
Better than all the rest
But are you aware of
this?
Oh my little darling without you, so much I would miss
A chat with the postman
Who makes me laugh?
I would be stationed at my desk
But because of you I talk with the staff
I’m seen as more normal if you like
I can go to places at night
Experience culture
The theatre
The cinema
And the weekends
Spending times with friends
You make this possible
A visit to the hospital
Where you are so well behaved
But you love to play when you are not on duty
And you are such a little cutie
Sometimes naughty
But how can I tell you off
When your days are spent working so hard
My shining star
You and I have come so far
I want to tell you how much I care
And to the world I wish to share
To tell all of my respect for you
And all who work hard for your training
Little pitta paws I love you
So with few words remaining
I thank you from the bottom of my heart
Like hand in glove we are
I knew this from the start
Your paw print printed in my heart
Copyright Fiona Cummings
2015
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