Poem – Contemplation
I watch the sun set behind the hills.
I watch planes pass overhead nearly colliding with the moon.
I watch the pond empty and then fill again. And again. With ducks.
The dogs stand watch, stoic poses, passed through
generations and breeding.
I wonder what they are thinking.
3 thoughts on “Poem – Contemplation”
Thank you kindly, Willow. Animals are amazing and it is fascinating to watch their personalities, how unique they are, even in the same breed.
Yes it really is isn’t it. 🙂