Kyutkyut
he meets me at the door
of this empty house
and makes a lot of noise
his terms of endearment
his mode of affection
i hear him like saying
'hello daddy! happy father's day! '
he licks my ears
and rubs his small body on my feet
and my wife, his mommy
takes him into her arms rocking him
our new baby, Kyutkyut
*our new puppy,
(we're childless for 12 years)
arf! arf! arf! arf! arf! (bark and bark little puppy)
come to daddy and mommy
awoooooooooooooooooooo!
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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