Christmas
Every morning
is Christmas morning for Jax
He wakes from a long sleep,
Stretches & demands
tender belly rubs
& furry back massages
Groaning in pleasure
Moos like a cow & then
plays w/ toys
until he gets hungry,
dances in the dawn
barking
excited for the new
day to come, then
out the front door
to do his business
quickly & twirls
impatiently for breakfast
Every day is Christmas Day
for Jax
After breakfast he runs
outside again
Longing to explore
marks the edges of our yard
barks at birds,
a squirrel or doe
Then races back inside
demands a treat
& a brief nap
barks
What was that?
Nothing
Go back to sleep
Wait
Is that the mailman?
Is that snow?
Can I have a treat?
He can’t wait
For the next day
Because it’s Christmas
Again
