HARLEY'S LAMENT

[Cathy C. Bennett]

I loved it at first, it was white, it was cold…

We had fun till week twelve, then it quickly got old….

I did what you asked, now please let me back in…

On early morning walks when that cold wind would blow,

I’d shudder, move faster and think “Oh my Doodle – oh no”….

Only three houses to go , I can make it, I can make it…

My collar got chilly, my paws they were freezing,

By the time I got home, I couldn’t stop sneezing…

HELP – I can’t feel my toes!

I remember the grass – soft, tickley, and green….

Now a distant memory, now more like a dream…

Ooh Baby…

I have visions of warm weather, no ice, and no snow,

Where the heat from the sun helps the flowers to grow…

Tip toe – through the tulips…

By then I will know better days are within reach,

For soon after that, baby, I’ll be back at the beach…

Love the feel of sand…

But until that day comes, I will wait, pout, and vent,

But my mom understands, she named it “Harley’s Lament”…

Nobody knows the trouble I’ve seen, nobody knows my sorrow…

Thanks for reading, have a great weekend!!

PS: Harley’s such a “Drama Doodle”…

[Yvonne Scott & Miss Ivy]

Just love Harley's blue coat. May I ask where you got it? I would love to fin g one for my little sweetie Miss Ivy.

[Miss Ellie]

Cathy...love the poem...my oh my what a talented lady you are...hope spring is just around the corner for poor Harley...have a super weekend...stay warm!