perfect morning in Kansas

sitting outside in my pajamas a beautiful breezy May morning dandelion, clover and violets at my feet my puppy is splashing in his pool, making it muddy King dog lies in the shade under a hemlock tree fluffy white dandelion fuzz barely moves I hear a small plane engine not one bit of traffic here birds are chirping and tweeting diverse colors of green between trees and bushes interstate noises are far off in the distance someone shuts a door up the road motorcycle engine a lone car drives past dogs used to chase the fence when this happened, not today baby dog is digging a hole to put his face in King dog sits on my foot, all one hundred and twenty-six pounds of him perfect morning