Wednesday, June 11, 2014

Last ride


Imagine your paws
on the tailgate

and sudden arms
that bear your weight

through open fields
and tender fate

in clover
time.



2 comments:

Jan said...

Your words paint a beautiful picture in my mind, William, of our youngest son and his dog. "J" and Opie go everywhere together in our son's pick-up truck~

William Michaelian said...

Beautiful. If that isn’t paradise, Jan, I don’t know what is.