My Rory and Me With Our Thoughts

Here am I sitting on the grassy hilltop with Rory always my buddy at my side enjoy my packed sandwich cheese and ham Rory's hoping for a bite so likes to confide Your dog can read your line of thought Rory even knows the moving of my lips there's a telepathy between the two of us especially when he's thirsty for water he sips Looking away above the clouds following the line of my kite thinking what if that was me up there except when it was dark at night To be in the clouds looking down seeing all the beauty all around travelling east and west forever in flight listening to the birds chirping sweet sounds But eventually we'd have to come down the body needs food especially my buddy so better to enjoy it up here when we can airs so fresh leaves skin somewhat ruddy! (This is taken from a picture, a fictional story of me and my dog Rory sitting on a hilltop thinking our thoughts.)