As a baby I’m so cute
I don’t come with a button that says ‘mute’.
I’ve got four legs, no wings, no beak
And when I’m a baby I still ‘leak’.
As most of us, we got a tail
We can whine and growl and also wail.
No matter how we look, we all are stark
We can roll over, give paws and also bark.
We can have mix or pure in our blood
We can be high class elite, or simply ‘mud’
We can be the size of a tree or a tiny sprig
or by all means, a pony, or a guinea pig.
When we’re little our owners are often dizzy
They’re on their toes, we keep them busy.
When we grow up, the stress will end
And we’ll become a ‘man’s best friend’.
We can protect, support, or we can ‘stop’
we work in avalanche, in narcotics or become a cop.
We’re your true jack-of-all-trades
Even though we never got grades.
Maybe you have one of us in your home
Let them sleep in your bed and freely roam.
I’m sure my secret’s not anymore ‘in the fog’
You already guessed – I am a dog!
(Copyright Aurora Jean Alexander – October 2020)