2014 Poetry Entry by Susie
I am Howie and Nothing More
Wild and Strong
That is he
He has a name that is not long
In short . . . Howie
If he were a human
He would be called brave
But he is a dog
And, as such, does not need the rave
Though his wisdom may be spent on an orange ball.
Chasing our hearts and other little falls.
Howie is our love and that is all.
