Favourite things

The beach at any time of year
The sea, my friend, to bring me cheer

Lavender in purple fields
Walking in the Sussex Weald

Music as my food for life
My lovely children and my wife

My dogs, the young one and the old
who understand me, so I’m told

Treasures all with songs to sing
These are all my favourite thing

©Jemverse

Photo – Gracey Croucher – the author at one of his favourite places, watching a sunset

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Fortunate Fellow

There’s a little dog barking
just in the sea
the gentle waves lapping
as he runs around free
People are paddling
and all having fun
Enjoying the warmth
of the full evening sun

The breeze is quite gentle
blowing in from the East
and all I can see
is a visual feast
I love being here
as it makes me feel mellow
and it’s not lost on me
I’m a fortunate fellow

©Jemverse

Photo – low tide at South Lancing beach, West Sussex, UK – Jempics

Free

Today I found freedom
and went for a run
in Simon’s Field, Faygate
with frolics and fun

Basil was with me
in meadow ground
content as he was
to go plodding around

But me I was lightning
and as fast as could be
making the most of
the joy to be free

©Jemverse

Photo – Obi Wan Kinobi (aged 3) running free at Simon’s Fields, Faygate, Sussex – a ‘dog running’ meadow. Basil Fawlty (aged 16) just out of shot – Jempics

Small dogs and the cold stuff

On the ground out the back
by the door in the snow
paw prints out there
with some evidence show
that although I’m uncertain
of the white stuff out there
I’ve been brave and I’ve ventured
outside for a dare
But I’m not out there long
‘Cos I’m still very small
and you feel the cold more
when you’re not very tall

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

A little chap and the catflap

It’s really quite an awkward thing
when just a little chap
and I’ve never understood the art
of pushing the cat-flap

Basil (the much older dog)
does it all the time
But I get stuck and have to wait
sometimes with a whine

And yes, I have a longer nose
but it’s sensitive you know
so I’m cautious where I poke it
whilst down here quite so low

For I’m only just a little chap
and always on my guard
I’m good at licks and barking
but some things are too hard

So when (like the door) it’s open
the cat-flap I’ll jump through
But pushing with my precious nose?
A thing I’ll never do!

©Jemverse

Photo – Obi approaching the (held open) cat flap with caution – Jempics

Basil’s Story

I’m old and I’m senile
and my hearing has gone
I’ve seen fifteen years
and this is my song

At five-thirty each morning
when they’re still asleep
I’ll scream for my breakfast
which makes them all weep

I’ll stick my head out the catflap
in the back door
think I’m in the garden
and wee on the floor

I have lots of white whiskers
and I’m old and quite frail
but I’ve many a story
with you to regale

My name’s Basil Fawlty
Border Terrier cross
This is my story
and I don’t give a toss

©Jemverse

Photo – Basil Fawlty, aged almost sixteen – Jempics

[See also ‘Obi’s Story‘ – published 11 February 2018]

Obi’s Story

There was a leaf and I barked
and a plastic bag
and something that moved
so I gave it a wag

There were birds and squirrels
and cats with strange tails
and foxes and slugs
and bees and yes, snails

There were newspapers pushed
through a hole in the door
and cast away sweet wrappers
fridges and more

I barked at them all
because that’s what I do
and I do all of this
to protect all of you

©Jemverse

Photo – Obi Wan Kinobi, aged almost three – Jempics

[See also ‘Basil’s Story‘ – published 12 February 2018].

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