Shabby Dog

Shabby Dog paws the glass
Then proceeds to pause
And Bark;
'Grant me entry to your home!
For I do not wish
To be left
Alone'

Shabby dog is manic though contented soon
As soon as freed from this wet afternoon.

I let him in and so simply his mood changes fast
As how happily he now sits on this side of the glass.

'Life is good,'
He looks into the fog,
'Life is good,'
I envy the dog.