Man's best friend

On this penultimate day of Na/GloPoWriMo, our prompt is to write a poem which acknowledges a pet. As I no longer have any of my own, I shall write one to my sister's dachshund, Lilo.

Queen Lilo

Her majesty would rather lie in,

enrobed in fleece blankets

upon a giant pillow

When Queen Lilo does rise,

her nose emerges before paws,

her head before body

She refuses to walk on wet grass,

but will weave between plants,

hunting lizards and birds

Yet, will sit on your lap

with wide, innocent eyes –

it's her right as queen of the household!

Andrea Vermaak © 2020