ode to dog

i wonder what
goes through
her head.

i wonder if
she comprehends
what's going on
inside of
her big sister's
mind.

she's innocent
i know that for sure.

i stroke her fur,
and i realize
she has deep
emotion too.

she would be so confused
if i were to one day
vanish

maybe she'd sleep on my bed
all day

maybe she'd inherit
my inability
to get out of
bed

but dogs
dogs are funny.

she's so happy
running around
showing off that
new bone in her
mouth.

taunting us
with her toys
forcing us
to play with her.

she doesnt know
what it feels like
to be sad
indescribably
sad
but that's ok.
that's one of the
many things
that make dogs
better than humans.