My Dog Daisy can talk
Did you know that dogs can talk?
Though it’s a strange dialogue
You probably think I’m wrong,
but my dog Daisy talks to me, all day long.
Daisy talks by the way she walks,
and the way she wags her tail.
She doesn’t mock; she doesn’t squawk,
but in her way, she talks without fail.
Daisy doesn’t complain
But when she cocks her head and perks her ears,
She’s asking you to explain.
If she rolls on her back and stretches her legs
“It’s time for a belly rub,” shouting, she begs.
She’s letting you know when she licks her lips
She’s ready for that treat.
Answer her command and she’ll say,
“Thank you” by lying at your feet
Daisy likes to come up to sit by your side
she needs some petting she’ll confide.
The conversation is clear; it’s not implied.
She’ll close her eyes begging you not to stop.
She will hold her head high, not moving a muscle
Pointed at a squirrel quietly talking to herself, doubtful.
She’s tried every day but never caught one.
They disappear, she never looks up, thinks it’s so fun.
I tell her to look up, go behind the tree.
She cocks her head and perks her ears.
I understand her; she doesn’t understand me
She forgets that one; charges on without fears
The only thing Daisy likes as much as a walk in the woods
is a joyride in the car, but that’s another story!