Separation Anxiety
I wish that I could call my dog
and get him on the phone
to say what a good boy he is
and treat him with a bone.
To tell him that I miss him,
and that I am coming home,
and that I feel really bad
for leaving him alone.
He’s likely sad and worried
and waiting by the door
wondering why I didn’t take him
with me to the store.
But I can’t even get him
to acknowledge the T.V.,
so answering the phone, I fear,
is just not meant to be.
Then again, perhaps
he’s sleeping peacefully and free,
and the only one who’s wondering
and worrying is me.













