Dog Years

My dog is likely marveling at me.
Not for anything I've done for him.

If you go by the one-year equals seven theory,
he must be wondering how I can still move, considering my age!

I think about this when I step out for any length of time,
and understand why he gets so excited when I come back.
I must have been gone for years.

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I appreciate moderate constructive criticism

Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft

About the Author

Region, Country: San Francisco Bay Area - USA, USA

Favorite Poets: Bukowski, Billy Collins, Ted Kooser, Haiku & Harvey Kurtzman (a visual poet, of sorts)

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Comments

Geezer

4 months 3 weeks ago

Damn...

So funny, but then probably true. I would just imagine if someone dear to me might be gone for what seems to be days or weeks...I love the humor in this too, because anyone who has ever seen a dog greet someone he loves, will attest, it is as though they have been gone for years, even though it was just a few hours. Thanks for the image of those special dogs. ~ Geez.

Candlewitch

4 months 3 weeks ago

Dear Michael,

I agree with Geezer on this! I much enjoyed this poem. Thank you for sharing a Dog's Eye View with us!

very fondly, Cat

I hope your Thanksgiving holiday was peaceful and memorable.