Diana Darby ** "I V" ** Intravenous

The Sun Dog

The sun never came,
like I promised the dog,
and we both sat
in the house
waiting.
The long walk postponed
like so many before.
Hopes dashed
on leashes and biscuits.
Now
the light fades so early.
He is on his bed
stretched long
staring at me
with guilt inducing brown eyes.
Winter is here
and once more
I am left waiting
a liar.