This Being Human…

On our morning walk

my focus was on matters

of great import like

what I should have said

and what I could have done.

All the while Toby ambled at my side,

sniffing the ground and air,

shuffling through the leaves,

eating grass, leaving his mark on trees.

When we returned home, he drank some water,

stretched, lay down to nap,

while I … oh, let’s not even go there.


This entry was posted in poetry.

2 comments on “This Being Human…

  1. My kitties are my Zen teachers. What blessings these furry muses are.

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  2. penncosect24 says:

    My guess is Toby had the more “mindful” perspective on life that particular morning. What a great boon it is to have a Toby in one’s life.

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