Theme: Pets

Look Who's Talking

I don't like closed doors.
Don't like doors closing in my face.

I would rather be out, digging
under the bottle brush, pulling
roots from the nasturtiums.
I would rather chase scurrying squirrels.

I love to roll in wet lawn
then dry my paws on the carpet.
Mom may fume and fret, give me
a bad-dog-slap as she wipes
and brushes me all over.

I hate howling away my blues
when everyone has left for work.
I would rather frolic
with that sickly, tick-infested dog
who whines in the verandah for my favors.

I don't like to fetch or follow,
not even, if a hundred times, I am told :
good boy ! good boy !

But when the door opens again
all this I will forget.


More By  : Dr. Uma Asopa

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