She keeps asking questions
and I don’t have the answers
I don’t even understand the questions.
She looks at me intently
expecting me to know
or at least figure out
what she’s trying to say.
But sometimes I just can’t
figure her out
I just don’t know what to say.
Maybe it’s me
or perhaps because she’s a girl.
But most likely it’s because
she’s my dog.
7-10-09
Copyright © 2009 Brian Jackson All rights reserved
and I don’t have the answers
I don’t even understand the questions.
She looks at me intently
expecting me to know
or at least figure out
what she’s trying to say.
But sometimes I just can’t
figure her out
I just don’t know what to say.
Maybe it’s me
or perhaps because she’s a girl.
But most likely it’s because
she’s my dog.
7-10-09
Copyright © 2009 Brian Jackson All rights reserved
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