Big bed, King baby
Bought it when our Pointer mix
Used to take up most of it
While we were sleeping around her
Dog first always in our abode
Now the pup is 14 and prefers the floor
A lot of space for me and my love
Between sleep and talking and restless nights
It’s the early dawn where we snuggle together
She invites me over, I gratefully slide in
To an embrace around her strong body
Years of teaching dance and doing choreography
Has its merits for her old dog that would be me
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