Thursday, December 4, 2025

 

Thoughts


When I am with others

I have to keep them 

on a lead,

lest they frighten people.


But as we reach the woods

I release them

to scamper wildly

where they will.


Often they just run

round and round

until I have to shout

to make them stop.


As I walk through fields

they chase sheep,

dancing leaves,

or their own shadows.


I love them most

when they dive off

to investigate 

new sights and sounds.


And hate them 

when they smell

and I have to carry home

their shit.


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