This breeze comes and goes.
As does the dog,
And her glazey lazy smile.
Maybe a mother-nature designed love token,
To the humans who look at our dogs’ faces all day
She can’t ever answer me in English but if she could I would ask,
Dog, are you really smiling when your panting? Trying to cool down while showing me joy for the breeze?
Well thank you, if so.
It’s a nice compliment alongside the birds. The Wednesday’s cars. Comes and goes.