CURIOUS

 This is a much slimmer and younger version of my dog Murphy.  Like a lot of us he's presently trying to loose some weight and be healthy.  He is however, still curious

I am curious

about the origin of grass and rain

and even fleas

whose sting

inflicted by their quest

disturbs my sleep

of the slithering aspect of snakes

who slyly coil

and make

no sound

as content they dose in midday heat

I am curious

about the secrets in the wood

birth and death

not understood

form that musty smell

of earths decay

and the flirting romp of butterflies

who graceful pause

then shy

they flit

and ignore my eager need to play

poem by annie  

and murphy the golden retriever