Oliver my Dog - June 9, 2025

Gary Hunter
Jun 9, 2025
1 min read

At some point, he’ll stop pawing

my arm for a pet or wet kiss me

and leave a bit of slobber on my lips

there’ll be a time when a spin won’t

precede a walk, or I must ignore his

stare when it’s still not dinnertime

the memorial will feel human

and most won’t understand how

much I miss him, that my investment

in love was every coin I had

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