a morsel said the dog

I asked the dog
but
it seems she doesn’t know

just wagged
in case of snacks
or treats
whatever is needed
for a happy ending

the sky
of course
is much the same
but bluer

the creek beside our walk rushed by
too fast to offer counsel or talk
beyond the kindness
of a susurrous cascade
goodbye goodbye goodbye

the rain falls

in a pattern of no-answers
on the path
and trickling across my head
as the dog practices gratitude
in hope of a scrap
a little morsel
of tasty joy

perhaps that’s enough
and all
that anyone can hope for


© Frank Prem, 2008

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