A young boy with a stick
A watchdog torn
Between bark and lick
If I turn over on my back
Feet spread apart -- a bit
Would he tickle my belly
And toss that stick?
- Author: Jerry Reynolds ( Offline)
- Published: June 16th, 2022 08:20
- Category: Love
- Views: 22
- Users favorite of this poem: RL Randall
Comments4
A fine write and pic Jerry.
Thanks Orchi
Perfect capturing of a moment between man and his best friend. Thanks for sharing.
Thanks, C.B.
Shame the dawg knows a stick can be a weapon.
Thanks, Dusk
but in the hands of a boy can be a toy.
I like the way this piece gets inside the thinking of a watchdog. The dog's thinking is different from its training, instead thinks about what it wants. A very nice piece.
Thanks, RL
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