I Cut Bread

I cut bread
And momentarily forget.
Then, a smile, tinged with regret.
You are dead.
There will be
No Labrador nose, to deprive me
Of my tea.

5 thoughts on “I Cut Bread

    1. K Morris Poet Post author

      I am sorry for your losses. Dogs become friends and we grieve for them much in the same way as we do for family and friends. Thank you for commenting. Best wishes. Kevin

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