Tuesday, April 19, 2016



I remember that day.
I did all my morning chores
up to my knees in mud,

came back to the house
to clean my boots up,
and there he was,

proud as punch
in my overshoes.
How could I begrudge his fun?

©Mary Lee Hahn, 2016


  1. So sweet! This one puts a big lump in my throat. Dads always put other people first.


    I'm supposed to watch
    four-legged critters
    the ones that smell
    like warm grass
    and say baaaa,
    They never pull my hair
    although they do occasionally
    nip or give me a quick kick
    when I annoy them.

    This one?
    I can't take my eyes
    off him for a minute.
    He's eating my breakfast kibble
    or pulling my hair
    or crossing the highway.
    And I'm always barking and pulling.
    Like a good friend should.

    I'm kinda glad
    when he puts on
    these boots today.
    They slow that varmint down
    Just a little.

    (C) Carol Wilcox, 2016