Herd of Happiness

“Herd of Happiness”

–Amy Engle


National Poetry Writing Month 2018 Poem #3


The clacking of claws

And the pounding of paws

Echo up the tiled hall.

Fur flies behind in fluffs

As the dogs dance about me.

Their wet noses rub my legs

Before they circle yet again.

Bits of yellow-white hair cling

To my snot-covered clothes.

I don’t care how filthy I become

In their loving embraces;

The puppy love fills my heart

Ad soothes my anxiety.

I sit among the seven pets

As they line up to have

Their furry faces scratched.

Among my sweet, whining babies,

I get a little taste of heaven.