Once A King

My dog was once king
of the elementary school bus stop
every morning.

He was a fair monarch,
granting belly rub privileges to all
the children before they started their school day.

But the corner has been empty
of adoring subjects. If they see him,
they wave from behind windows now.

And the once king of the bus stop
makes his rounds near an empty playground,
howling at the other exiled kings and queens
who also miss the noisy old days.

Kit, in his pre-pandemic stance.

Liner Notes for This Groove: This poem was created for the Weekly Scribblings prompt given at Poets and Storytellers United, Beloved Companions.


  1. Oh, how sad that even dogs are affected by the pandemic – not to mention the kids who used to enjoy him. But you can't even explain to Kit.

  2. Another victim of the pandemic, alas.

  3. This is incredibly touching .... long live the King.

  4. I had as pets dogs growing up. As an adult though, i do not care for pets.

    Happy Wednesday


  5. I love that Kit was the king of the elementary school bus stop, Rommy! That’s what I remember from when we had Jasper, over thirteen years ago; everyone stopped to greet him by name and give him a pat or a stroke. Dogs do miss that.

  6. We're all in that same boat these days, it seems. Sadly.
    Better days ahead, we ALL hope.

  7. Fear not, he will be king again!

  8. Poor guy has no way to know. Sweet dog.

  9. Yes dogs are very social creatures especially with kids. They must wonder what on earth has been going on.

  10. Awwww!!! Give Kit a hug from me! He will be King again! Big Hugs!