Wooly Surfer
riding the shoulder, standing
right with the movement
is my boy lil Wooly Dog
surfing waves on the rocking chair
coming in from the back
he holds his paws in place
as if pawing into the whitewash
getting ready to settle in
then barreling into the blanket
where it is cool and calm
with a nice breeze blowing over
he closes his eyes for a nap
Copyright © Frankii Fame | Year Posted 2021
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