Just outside my door

Knox whines. Is he praying

I will listen and let him run outside?

Is he praying he will finally catch a squirrel?

Outside my door

a man runs. Is he running to

or from? What’s he running for? Is he praying

this will be enough to get him what he’s looking for?

And as for me?

I watch and write – a poem?

  a prayer?  or just a bit of light?

JDG