Pelting, rocket-like
Across green turf
With happy abandon
Pounding canine heart
Beats wildly
Within furry ribcage
With dizzying delight
Seeking tree shade
Rushing wet breaths
Golden fuzzy plaything
Between outstretched paws
Ken Goree
My wonderful companion, Orion, loves to jog down the hill to the nearest park. When we get there I throw a tennis ball for him. He will run and run until I worry that his giant golden heart might burst. I’ll include a picture soon.
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