Monday, November 27, 2017

Dog

The Sun warms my face.
The Wind ruffles my fur.

The Day has begun,
and this is how things are.

The Ground flies past,
my fleet paws.
My eyes are looking near and far
The Day has begun,
and this is how things are.

My nose finds all the smells;
other dogs.
cats!
deer and an old leaking car.
The Day has begun,
and this is how things are.

There are people to greet,
with a wagging tail.
And things to chase.
And good food to eat.
and at the end of it all,
there is a sofa on which to sleep.

and this, is how things, are.

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