A horn blows outside

A swirl of brown rushes down

to greet his daddy

Bright eyes pricked ears black muzzle

leaps up waiting to nuzzle

What are you thinking

Ocean eyes deep and searching

tunnel through my mind

There is a soul connection

with creatures of reflection

Fluffy- velvet soft

Gentle sniffing like warm balm

with melody yawns

You are the sunshine each day

The blessing that came our way

He sits beside her

Every waking sleeping hour

Watchful and silent

Unconditional fervor

flows from those ochre brown eyes

Fiery yet soft

He is a poem of grace

ease and dignity

Eyes golden circles of light

Never let her out of sight


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