National Poetry Month Day Four – The Puppy Grew Up and Became a Anniversary Poetic Salute to Team Blue and King Campbell A.K.A. Bubba Lee

National Poetry Month Day Four – The Puppy Grew Up and Became a Anniversary Poetic Salute to Team Blue and King Campbell A.K.A. Bubba Lee

Good morning, everyone. I hope this poetic passionate post finds you well.

Though I’ve not posted a poem every day here in honor of National Poetry Month, other friends and clients have done so and Day Four, I’m adding my poetic passionate voice to the the fun.

Below is a poem inspired on “Dog Day, April 4, 2011. The day a Seeing Eye® Dog Retrieved My Life.”

Today, thanks to that long ago beginning of my transformation, which happens to be one of my keywords, I’m now the proud owner of a big black lab golden retriever cross, named Chief Seeing Eye® Dog Blue. He’s the successor of King Campbell A.K.A. Bubba and he’s always on the case and the light of my life.

I’ve accomplished many things since that long ago day, between becoming a published author, magazine owner, blogger at large, and the founder of the Tell-It-To-The-World Marketing author, blogger, business assist program, and I’d say I’ve come a long way.

I couldn’t have done any of it without my dogs, so I raise a paw in a poetic anniversary salute to Team Blue! And King Campbell A.K.A. Bubba Lee!

I hope the following, will tell the tail/tale of these magical dogs.

The Puppy Grew Up and Became…

Once upon a time long ago,

When you were very small you know.

In the morning’s early dawn you were born,

But all too soon from your mother you were torn.

You were sent to live far away with a family you thought forever you would stay.

You learned the neatest and most awesome tricks.

So much more than chasing sticks.

You learned to sit to rest to lay,

You learned to obey in every way.

You did all these things so very well,

And every day you grew.

All too soon your life changed again,

And you made another new friend.

He was your teacher, your very own guide.

Would you forever walk by his side?

No! This was not to be.

You learned all you could from him,

And then,

You were given to me.

Fast we became best of friends,

And it is with me you will now stay until our work together ends.

In honor of Guide Dogs, puppy raisers, Trainers, and Handlers Everywhere!

Patty L. Fletcher

Kingsport Tennessee USA

Email: patty.volunteer1@gmail.com

Latest Release…

The cover of "Pathway to Freedom". 
A garden with rocks and pebbles, surrounded by grass and trees. To the left, a bench sits below a tree with a seated dog silhouetted on the grass in front of it. An ethereal glow of gold and green shines through the middle of the picture with the title of the book written in fantasy style lettering in darker gold and with black shadowing.

In the first book of her memoir trilogy, Pathway to Freedom Broken and Healed: Book One How a Seeing Eye Dog Retrieved My Life, Patty Fletcher shares how choosing to attend The Seeing Eye guide dog school in Morristown, New Jersey, helped her to gain complete independence. But this decision would reveal glimpses into worlds she had never before known existed.

Once home from The Seeing Eye, Patty soon begins to realize that all is not right in her own world.

Watch your step as you journey down the winding path with Patty and Campbell, for there are many obstacles along the way. Through triumphs and tribulations, through tears and fears, that forever guide remains at her side. King Campbell works tirelessly to keep Patty safe from harm.

About Patty L. Fletcher and Chief Seeing Eye® Dog Blue

Patty and her guide dog Blue. Patty has her hair tied back in a low ponytail and rests her right hand on Blue's head. She wears a white shirt with a pink and purple butterfly on the front and light blue shorts. Blue is a handsome black lab. He wears a brown leather harness with a handle attached to the back and is smiling at the camera as he sits in front of Patty. In the background is a brick building with white, windowed doors and a flowerpot overflowing with pink and yellow blooms.

Patty Fletcher is a single mother with a beautiful daughter, of whom she is enormously proud. She has a great son-in-law and six incredible grandchildren.

Patty was born one and a half months premature, and her blindness was caused by receiving too much oxygen in the incubator. She was partially sighted until 1991, when she lost her sight after complications from cataract surgery.

Patty writes with the goal of bridging the great chasm separating the disabled from the non-disabled.

Follow her here, for updates, stories and more.

 

7 Comments

  1. Trish Hubschman Reply
    April 4, 2023

    proud of you.

    1. Thanks bunches.
      We appreciate it.

      1. Thanks Trish. Abbie seems to be having some trouble with comments. If she doesn’t reply that’s why.

  2. What a great poem and tribute to your dog, Patty.

    1. Hi Carla, I cannot see that I replied to your comment here. I’ve had a day of gremlins Etc.
      I’m glad you enjoyed this poem. I felt it was a great way to honor both the one who has gone on and the one who walks with a happy bounce by my side.
      Have a wonderful rest of your day.

  3. Robbie Cheadle Reply
    April 7, 2023

    A lovely tribute to your two dogs, Patty.

    1. Hey, Robbie.
      Glad you enjoyed the poem.
      In June, Blue and I will celebrate year two of our journey, and I’m considering a book from us in the fall.
      The ideas just keep on flowing and I’m having a writerly blast.
      Thanks for joining me .

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