first at the bird feeder,

last to leave –

 our unwelcome guests

JDG

If Knox could clap,

I know he would

when he saw me 

toss those sticks

into the woods.

Instead he excitedly

wagged his tail,

and brought them

back  one by one,

happy  I joined

in his fun.

JDG

I think that owl

 finally got an answer

to his oft repeated question

when he met

the who of his dreams.

JDG

Bent but not broken,

that branch is still green.

It’s held on through many a storm.

The time will come when it lets go,

but for now it remains

with the family from which it sprang.

JDG

Every day Knox

and the cats

tune into the squirrel

and bird show.

Though often mesmerized,

they’ve never been

 known to applaud.

JDG

It wasn’t pretty,

but it had the beauty of

sincerity and truth

spoken aloud.

JDG