ox-eye daisy fielda dog chases butterfliescrows watch from the trees
Like a puppy dog
I’m waiting for your return
I keep coming back to you
Waiting for your touch
we have risen upto higher heights patientlywaiting for new…
I have seen a pupPoor soul, looking quite frightenedWish I could save her
Bed edge: relinquished middle, canine contentment.Darwinian grace.
a pink tongue waiting
to lather you up with love —
a haiku in response to this prompt by S Lynn Knight