New dog poem

I badly want to fall in love.

I want to kiss someone new and have it feel like it’s the God damned truth and coming home all at the same time.

I had the world’s best dog.

I named her Emma.

She was part pit bull and I thought a pit bull ought to have a sweet name.

I picked her out at the shelter where they said she was probably a year old. First I took her “Roommate” out for a walk. She tried to come along and looked panicked and worried as if she knew I could only take home one dog and she knew she wanted to be that dog. I told her not to worry, I was coming back. It was as if she knew the two of us belonged together.

Her “Roommate” it seemed was just a bit too much dog for me. So then I took her out to the yard next. For both of us it was instant love. The shelter let me take her home that day with out her being spayed first because she had been coughing. Big understatement! She was sick! I was a nurse so I thought how hard could it be? it was hard but I already loved her.

I put her in the front seat of my red truck then got behind the wheel and turned to her and said “Look, I don’t know if this is going to work out between us but i’m willing to give it try. You?” She had the most understanding eyes and she seemed to be agreeing.

I told her “I’m an orphan too.” then pointed up the hill and said look up there, see that blue building? that’s home.

She lived fifteen more years.

That is how I approach all of my relationships now.

I’m willing to try,

to try and find some one to kiss that feels like the truth and home both at the same time.