Dogs…a poem – hitandrun1964 (of Rethinking Life)

it doesn’t matter
if your lithe and long
lean and leggy
round and strong
a ball
or frisbee
is all it takes
to get some dogs
up and running
off the ground
sure cats may laugh
and shake their heads
they know that dogs
can’t fly
you’ll never seen one
walk on a fence
or jump clear to the sky
but dogs don’t care
about those things
they’d rather
play and share
their real joy
comes fast and hard
once a frisbee’s
in the air.

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I am a Social Worker by day and an artist/writer by night. I use the written word in an attempt to make sense of the secret worlds and dysfunctional dynamics that lurk beneath the facades of our daily interactions. I am not sure how my writing styles are characterized, nor am I overly concerned about it. I am immensely enthusiastic about music and often connect better with songs than I do people. I also have an intense appreciation for quality wines and whiskies, frequently consuming them in excess. I like things that smell good and struggle to manage the symptoms of a life-long relationship with depression. So, why "grumpygorman"? Spend some time here and find out...

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