Sawing Twigs

Oft times at night I will hear you snore, and wonder how it is that you dream;

Sometimes you’ll let out yippy whimpered sounds, sometimes you’ll let out a scream!

But I never say you’re sawing large logs, for you are not very big;

I know you work on much smaller wood, I say you’re sawing on twigs!

I watch you as you twist and turn in the night, probably dreaming of treats;

Or going for long bye byes with me, and sitting in your special seat!

Maybe it’s a precious girl you know, that has taken your heart very true;

And you’re dreaming that she just came up to your side, and gave a big kiss to you!

Then there’s that thing you get just once a day, a “greenie” that cleans all your teeth;

You’re favorite thing that you ever get fed, so quickly in your underneath!

Of course you love the porch that’s outside, and bark as doggies will pass;

To let them know that this turf is yours, and they have to leave it real fast!

All of those things could be the one, that you are so sweetly dreaming of;

Or maybe it’s me that’s now on your mind, and you’re thinking of all our dear love!

So in a while, I’ll come to your side, and gently stroke on your face;

I’ll kneel far down and kiss on your nose, and then we both will embrace!