by Poet on the Piano   Jun 15, 2019


I'm laying here on the old stained
blue carpet, that we desperately need
professionally cleaned, and I'm amazed
at the journey we've been through.

I can't help but laugh as "The Office"
runs in the background and it's near
midnight and I want to sleep a dreamless
sleep, for you've made this day and
every day something new
and let's be honest, often unexpected.

You're a senior yet you outsmarted
us all when I looked away for one
second and you stole the bun off her
burger. I shook my head because
there's not much else to do.
You know I don't give table scraps.
You finally settled down, after
burying a bone and attempting to dig
until you found all the moles in
the backyard.

Many people think I just love
animals, and that's all there is to it,
but they don't know how he saved me;
usually I'm a pretty big believer
in being my own savior,
however not without help.
I don't tell many the story
not because I'm ashamed,
simply because it's hard to bring
up to strangers the darkest time
of your life.

Cautiously released from a psych ward
after my second attempt, and I didn't
know how to truly enjoy life
when three weeks prior, I had wanted
such a different, bleak reality.
He chose my bed as the first
place to lay down, and though it
was an adjustment,
he understood the days when I
grieved the person I used to know,
before mental illness made its
presence loud and clear.
After all, how was I to know as a
junior in high school that not
wanting to even try in school
meant something more?
Someone who craved studying,
who wanted to do her best
then slowly sunk and clung
to the crevices of the mattress
that smothered her will.

He gave me purpose
on the roughest of days, pushing
me to be the best caregiver
and pushing me to walk
outside with him by my side.
To realize if I left this world,
he would be cared for,
just not by me.

He barks a lot and is obnoxious
and yes, sometimes I need space
but I can't sleep without him.
He tucks everyone in at night,
a bit demanding, waiting til
we are all safe and sound to
finally snore, sprawled out by
the fan or on top of my pillow.

I couldn't do this thing called
life without him.


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  • 1 year ago

    by nourayasmine

    They rescue us, not the other way around. I love this, and love you.

  • 1 year ago

    by Star

    I always say adopting a cat or a dog would make me feel heavy, they need so much care!! And I am afraid I may harm them. I’m also allergic to cats. You changed my mind!!

    Reading this oh WOW!! What a story!! You are sooo brave and should be proud of yourself :)

    I am very late, but this belonged to the front page. Congrats on your win!!!

  • 1 year ago

    by Everlasting

    Animals are awesome( Except humans at times)

    This is a great write. My grandma (RIP) used to have a dog and i grew up with Him(RIP). However, after many years we got cats. So I know for sure that dogs, and cats are really good companions. Each one has their own personalities.

    Thanks for sharing

  • 1 year ago

    by (Olwin ) Lee Mcdonald

    Bassie sounds wonderful <3 ... Dogs really are.... We got our "springador " for my son with tourettes ten years ago. My son is 21 now coming and " Pepsi" has been his BEST companion. They really do know us and are always there to give us a "nudge" or to cuddle up at our lowest tines . They are just darlings our dogs<3

    Love your poem. How you bared your soul with us and and told us of your special companion and friend :)

    A beautiful write . . so sincere and well written.

    All the best ,

    • 1 year ago

      by Poet on the Piano

      Pepsi? That's adorable! So glad your son has him. It's like they bring something new and amazing into our lives. Thank you for reading <3

  • 1 year ago

    by Ben Pickard

    MA, you thanked me recently for being open and sharing poetry that is heartfelt and now, here I am, returning that thanks. This is what this place is really about. Trusting, reading and empathising with each others' feelings.
    As to the whole dog thing, I have a Leonberger (google) and she eats us out of house and home, but in the short two years we have had her, we have formed an incredible bond and it truly worries me how on earth I will cope without her one day.

    All my best to you as ever,


    • 1 year ago

      by Poet on the Piano

      Ben, that means so much, thank you, truly!

      Oh, I just googled Leonbergers and they look like gentle giants. That's incredible that even in a year or two we can form the neatest bond. It's weird because it feels like I've had Bassie all my life, it's been about five years, but it's like we've known each other longer than that :)

      All the best to you, too!

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