My Girl Betty


I love your happiness and your soft ears,
your three-legged hop in winter, in summer, your four-legged dash.

I love when and how you bark, so professional.

When I find you standing on the dining room table
like a mountain goat,
chewing zippers on coats, teeth to teeth,
I love that too.

You are not concerned about anything,
so today
I will not be concerned about anything.

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