(After Mary Oliver)
Why can’t all dogs be saved ?
Why can’t all dogs be happy?
Why can’t all dogs be loved?
This dog I mean is happy and loved,
Who is now scorching her self by the fire,
Who is sleeping whimpering in her dreams,
Now she wakes up and looks at me,
Now she is staring at me with big brown eyes,
Now her soft face is begging me for a pat.
I don’t know how she copes all day without us as she loves company,
I do know how she paces the room waiting for us to return,
Tell me how,
I wish she could come to school with me instead.
By Eleanor
