Why Everyone Loves Puppies
By Michelle Luo
Burying your face
In their warm, soft fur,
And hearing their heart softly beat
As it quietly echoes in your ear
Feeling their wet nose rub against your leg
And looking back down at them
Into their bold, black eyes
Like they’re begging you to play
Running with them in the spring
Stopping along the way
To taste the sweet honeysuckle
Filling your nose with scents of fresh flowers
Feeling the breeze rush through your hair
Hearing the soft padding of your dog’s feet
Along the rough, gravel path
Hearing them bark, happily
As they romp through the bright leaves in fall
Play with the snow in the winter
Run through the flowerbeds in the spring,
And frolic in the salty ocean water in the summer
Telling them secrets
Knowing they can’t tell anyone:
Crying when your heart is broken,
Squealing with delight when you feel thrilled
Dumping your worries on them.
Then they look at you,
And all your doubts drift away.
Falling asleep with them in a soft bed,
And feeling their warm body snuggled against your skin.
Waking up, smiling, as you hide your face in their fur
And glide back into a peaceful dream.
