Dog Park

Why aren't there People Parks
where we can run in circles
and chase each other
nothing up our sleeves,
no guns or missiles,
just heal nipping,
fetching tennis balls
and barking "that's mine!"
until our panting tongues hang out
and we drift back to the angels
who watch over us
holding leashes
in their firm but
gentle hands?

Photo: My boy, Willy

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