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.
Stoic
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. 🙂