Learning to Be a Dog

Lucy keens
we’ve been howling this week
for Colorado and Sara
She leans in my face
Near toppling
Licks the air
At times catching my nose
The cat watches
Her own fur cowlicked
Out of sorts she seeks my lap
Then abandons it for the couch
Her yellow eyes blink at me,
“It’ll be okay”
I don’t want this to pass
I don’t want to forget