So she told them all was well.
When the chimes rang on the wall.
A fellow from UPS
Stood with a box in his grip.
What it was she couldn’t guess,
But she signed the young man’s slip.
Setting the box on the floor,
The return address, she read.
From her son in Baltimore -
How nice of Phyllis and Fred.
She heard some movement inside,
Through the vent holes in the crate.
Her pleasure, she couldn’t hide -
Anticipation was great.
She fumbled with the front lid,
Then, eagerly, raised it up,
Squealing like a little kid.
Into her arms, leaped a pup!
A poodle, so cute and sweet,
That she felt her old heart race.
Now, life seemed almost complete,
As she felt it lick her face.
© By RickMack (Rmrickmack@aol.com)
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