Pets Poems
Love Notes from the Fur-Covered Couch
by Nai'a Safir
Dear cherished companion, sweet and true,
Each day I give my thanks to you,
For all the special ways you share,
Your loving presence everywhere.
Such artistry in every shed,
From kitchen floor to cozy bed.
Your fur adorns my morning feast,
Like snowflakes falling, never ceased.
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Animal Poems: Poems about Animals
by Michael R. Burch
These are poems about animals and nature...
The Arrival of the Sea Lions
by Michael R. Burch
The sound
of hounds
resounds in the sound.
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My love
by Peter Quitadamo
I walk with my love.
He is covered in red fur.
My wife is there too.
All Good Doggies Go To Heaven
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
She joined our family sixteen years ago...
When she was just a pup...
We could barely await her arrival...
With the excitement all built up...
She gave us years of pleasure...
Unconditional love to all...
She gave us lots of hugs and kisses...
Would always come whenever we call...
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The Simple Pleasures
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
Sometimes all we really need
Are the simple pleasures in life...
Like a fresh juicy red apple
And grandpa’s paring knife...
Sometimes all grandma wants
Is for me to simply fill up her coffee mug...
Sometimes all my baby brother needs
Is to simply get a smile or a hug...
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Love Notes from the Fur-Covered Couch
by Nai'a Safir
Dear cherished companion, sweet and true,
Each day I give my thanks to you,
For all the special ways you share,
Your loving presence everywhere.
Such artistry in every shed,
From kitchen floor to cozy bed.
Your fur adorns my morning feast,
Like snowflakes falling, never ceased.
......
My love
by Peter Quitadamo
I walk with my love.
He is covered in red fur.
My wife is there too.
Animal Poems: Poems about Animals
by Michael R. Burch
These are poems about animals and nature...
The Arrival of the Sea Lions
by Michael R. Burch
The sound
of hounds
resounds in the sound.
......
It's a Cat's life
by Dr. Robert Ippaso
Cozy, snuggly, curled up tight
People think I'm sleeping, but that is far from being right,
With one eye open, the other tightly shut
I plough the very trade refined by every cat.
Quiet adoration amongst the whispered sighs
For this wonderful creation, nature's wily prize.
And all the while I'm lounging, perched upon my throne
Surveying my domain from this place I call home.
I'm fed and duly watered, patted when I wish,
My life a constant slumber, something I call Bliss,
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A Pussy Séance
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
Three precocious pussies...
Engaged in a séance one stormy night...
Upon hearing some loud angry hisses...
They scampering off in scaredy-cat fright...
Connecting with their many lost lives...
In what became a ouija obsession...
These three precocious little tabbies...
Fell into a demonic possession...
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