The Pack

The Pack

by Cleve

He lies there almost asleep

But innately alert

To sounds common

To his days

He does not like being alone

He needs his pack

So they can protect each other

And give comfort in so many

Different ways

There are but the four of them

The alpha male

And the alpha woman

Who share leading the pack

And the little woman child

Who they all love and protect

Who leaves each day

With books on her back

Then his ears perk up

He hears the sounds

That herald the return of

The alpha woman

He goes to the door

Anxious and excited

Hopeful that she will let him

Take her out for a run

She enters, he sees and senses

Her aura of well being

And he licks her face

She laughs and gives him a bone

And he jumps for joy

And yelps in pleasure

Happy that she is safe

Happy that she is home

Half the pack is back in their den

Though happy, he will

Remain wary

Until the rest of the pack

Are safe at home