Dog Poem by Miriam Parrish

A Spot of Sunlight, Please


Lend me a patch of sunlight, please,
Oh, lend me a patch of gold.
Lend me a spot
Where the sunlight’s hot,
When times and days grow cold.


Oh, keep it there when the sun hangs up
In the middle of sky
Save me a spot
Where the sunlight’s hot,
And the rest of my life passes by.


Leave it there, for a poor old dog,
For a friend whose youth is passed,
Show him a spot
Where the sunlight’s hot,
And a bit of warmth will last.


And down will I lay;
Nor will I bark or bay.
“Till the life in my bones is passed;
Yes, the life in my bones is passed.”


--Miriam Parrish


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