Sunday, April 29, 2012

so quiet now

there is no one panting at the door
his tail perched as a statue waiting to swing wide
as the door, each golden wave a shout of joy at
our arrival,

it's quiet now, a small black dog sleeps in
the corner, tomatoes the most energetic
swaying in the breeze on the front porch
their faces following the sun
as it crosses the sky.

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