I'M Home
Pointed white ears - distorted
Through a window pane,
Twitch to the sound of
Footsteps on the walk way.
They wait - still as twin statues
Carved in alabaster.
Then - eye contact
Through a glistening glass.
Not a muscle moves, not a sound!
Key into the doorway of their world
Turns swiftly,
Its companions jingling impatiently.
Click, click - then,
Nails - tough as nails,
Rake the back side of my front door.
Stir up the cooling embers of my heart.
Enter now into utter frenzy
Served up nightly.
A raucous welcome home party.
Whining, whirling, dancing, twirling.
Extreme tail misbehavior!
Running, jumping, licking, barking,
Ecstasy.
I'm Home!
© 2015 Diane Lefebvre
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