June Ellen Smith Poet Light Verse

The Dog and the Bee

The dog bit while the bee was humming,
So I removed my shoes and took off my socks
In the slowly melting snow. Under a cool tree,
Cooling mud oozed up between my toes.
Talented fingers strummed a guitar as the park
Darkened. I moved on homeward while the sun
Set without regret. I cleaned my feet and slid
Soothingly into soft socks and sat in an old
Trusted rocking chair and silently rocked while
The black iron kettle warmed some cold stew.
As I lay down later, I heard crickets' legs lullabying.
Stomach was full, it was good the bee didn't sting.

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