Taffy Taught Me

Taffy, the dog,

Knows only joy.

Panting, tired,

From chasing her toy.

Three orange balls,

Scattered around,

She picks the same one,

With never a doubt.

She knows what pleases,

And chases it relentlessly.

Taffy taught me to live.

Showed me the honest pursuit of joy,

By chasing the toys,

I throw for her.

That’s her thing, you see,

Honesty,

Purity,

Everlasting,

Unrelenting.

There’s a Taffy in me.


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Obol is a poet and an infrequent writer of prose.

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