PUPPY


The tiny dog followed us
On the beach
It struggled with the sand
The way non 4x4 vehicle
Moves hesitantly
On unstable turf

It appears to have
Been born
Not long ago
And it makes sounds
That dogs in distress make

Some kind of winning
But it resembles
Something like music
Like a song or a chant
Of devotion and loyalty

Its caretaker told us
This dog will be able
To speak eloquently
He will sit cross-legged
With a drink in one hand
An a cigar on the other
While striking
Charming conversation