He lifted the small pup --
tail wagging,
tongue licking
-- to his lap;
Cooed in the floppy ear,
"silly thing,
hush now,"
calming words.
His wife's voice chirped
in the background
to the company.
He smiled secrets
into the soft, brown eyes
now settled in his lap.
After gazing silently
around the room
at children, grandchildren,
spouse, and snoozing pug,
he lowered his head,
closed his eyes,
hand resting on soft fur.
His breath eased,
and gently drifted away.
(by GSKaurin; Robert E. Kaurin: b. 1/06/11, d. 1/28/89)