Dogs Go to Heaven

Lick my face, tell me
I’m not dreaming. My
scent lingers on your
damp nose long after
they’ve buried me.
Had they said man
and beast existed together
in more than one realm,
you would’ve dug through
the shoveled dirt sooner,
tangled my bones within
your thick, wool-like fur.
It’s true that God drew
woman from my side;
a helper to rule the earth—
But He pinned the feathered
tail on the hind of the
four-legged mutt, for the seventh
day rest. My palm underneath
your snout, scratching behind
floppy ears, your paw on my knee.
Forever my companion.

—Nortina


frapalymo#frapalymo (the German version of NaPoWriMo) is hosted by FrauPaulchen and translated from German into English by Bee over at Just Fooling Around With Bee. Today’s prompt is “dogs.”

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