Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, TO BUCK, by VERA C. STALLKNECHT

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TO BUCK, by            
First Line: Come, lay your velvet head across my knee
Last Line: Our god will not resent your presence there.
Subject(s): Animals; Dogs; Sonnet (as Literary Form)

Come, lay your velvet head across my knee,
Old Pal, we're growing old. You understand?
You do not jump to meet my least demand
With joyous barks of canine ecstasy.
(The staunchest friend earth ever gave to me)
If we perhaps should face some lawless band,
You would not cringe or question my command!
Show me a faith to master that degree.
-- I can't believe that Death will be the end!
The whole plan seems incredible -- unfair:
Your loyalty has earned its dividend --
That which is mine is given me to share!
I'll whistle, boy -- as I approach the Bend
Our God will not resent your presence There.

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