Puppy Dogs and Meadows

There he goes again dashing against the tall strands of grass There he goes leaping and bouncing like a superinflated basketball That’s my dog Sunny all full of energy and life Never wanting to miss a dull moment in the meadow of my back yard Chasing squirrels and birds and pretending he is a monkey himself “What would it take to get to the top of that tree?” he would think to himself Then he would sit for two hours trying to figure it out Like a mastermind of dog climbing maneuvers he would sit and ponder Up until I would call him back to the house at the sound of thunder Then like a lil thunderbolt he would dash back in the door Two hours later he would go and stand at the back door Wanting to relive the last experience all over again Gwendolen Rix 10-6-14