Breakfast With My Yellow Lab Lucy

Wisping kitchen sunlight
                          through dust and wood smoke.
                          Golden hairs from her body 
                          from a shake as she woke.
                          Rising up gently
                          slowly down as they float.
                          And brushing my oatmeal 
                          with a fresh yellow coat.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Krutsinger Avatar
April 25, 2018 at 1:21 PM
This poem is so likeable, my face cracked while I smiled through it.
Knowlton Avatar
April 25, 2018 at 1:24 PM
Thank you careen for reading and liking my poem. Most that I right are light.
Krutsinger Avatar
April 25, 2018 at 1:10 PM
This is darling! It has a happy streak, and a funny ending. Nice!
Knowlton Avatar
April 25, 2018 at 5:29 PM
Thanks again Caren...
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