At Home With My Dog
against my hand.
Nudging, she makes expressive noises—and,
when our eyes meet, hers are ardent and sincere.
Always near me, never troubling me.
behind her ear
she flips onto her back
four paws in the air,
tail swishing—side to side.
together on the beach
face to face with the blue horizon.
Joyful! Joyful! Joyful!
As only she can be,
all her sweet and salty life.
does she know how much I love her?
And what a fine arrangement it is.