Hush...hush...

Monday morning, grey sky
Daughter off to school
Yellow leaves on the trees

Dogs beside themselves
Above us, a man sleeps
Hush...hush...

Weeks on the night shift
off the doggy schedule
let the man rest now

But every sound they hear
a breeze that moves the door
a person walking by

and it starts, the soft "wroo"
and the deep "oaf" of love
Hush...hush...

Later, I promise,
we will walk in the woods
but for now, please,

let him sleep.

Comments

[redzils]

Aww, this is wonderful. And I am glad Pure Luck is home.

[Mary Beth]

:)

[kathy a.]

glad he is home!

[ccw]

Beautiful! I hope he is sleeping peacefully.

[god_guurrlll]

I can just see it. Give the dogs a pet for me. Glad Pure Luck is home.

[zorra]

Lovely.
Have a very happy week!

[Auntie Knickers]

Glad you've got "a man around the house" again. I understand the sleep concerns as OHP is working seasonally at night and Rusty has a bit of trouble keeping still when he sees a squirrel out the window....

[Sue]

Yay! I'm glad Pure Luck is home again. Apparently the dogs are too!

[jayne]

That's just the sweetest poem ever. :c)

[Rev Dr Mom]

Welcome home, Pure Luck! Hope you all have a wonderful reunion time.

[Magdalene]

Your romance makes me teary-eyed.

[Ruth Hull Chatlien]

I can see the dogs and you and feel the urgency of trying to keep them quiet. Wonderful poem.

[mompriest]

sigh...yeah...my dogs too

[Jan]

Wonderful. So glad.