Love Poem: Pitter Patter On My Heart

Pitter Patter On My Heart

Pitter-Patter on my Heart Do not believe that your size in any way diminishes the depth of my affection for you. Some may say you are mere eating-pooping machines but ever since you traipsed into my life a year ago you’ve been pitter-pattering high and low weaving circles all around my heart, and your joyful ‘popcorn’ jumps bring color to my dreams. From you I know I couldn’t live apart. Even your failed escapes from the kitchen into the lounge where I in vain try not to lose sight of you tug at my old forgiving heart. My duties to you I do not take lightly, and know, Coco, Phoebe, that you can always nibble at my paws, just remember to pause before any mild irritation you should cause. And please forgive me if on occasion I stare enviously at bits of carrots and apples for some reason they won’t let me share; but fear not, for parsley and cilantro I do not care. Now let me clear the air, whoever thinks that love and friendship reside in the human heart alone has never met you and me my chatty little piggies. Your loving canine friend, Sasha P.S. Please, do no pine for your birthplace in the Andes, that’s a smoke dream that could only turn you into some deep-fried or grilled Peruvian delicacy.