Yesterday I was coming home and it wasn’t dark out yet so I decided to walk. I enjoy having these occasional introspective walks home, thinking about things and putting it all in perspective. I saw this little dog sitting in a window sill. I passed several other dogs and they all barked at me but this one was just sitting silently, watching. I wrote this poem about him.
I sit here quietly in the window sill
watching the world go by.
just quietly watching this busy road
and the people passing by.
I used to run along that street
but now i’m tired and have sore feet…
I sit here quietly in my window sill
thinking of you