She ran wild in
open spaces dangerous
curious kenneled
in the cool of night and
heat of day physically
spent, did she find a
moment of rest?
unkenneled, She ran in
recognition of face and
voice urgent, needful
Birdie! BIRDIE!!
then roamed again
as if she had not seen
enough everything and
knew what my presence meant
once home She slept
pressed firm against
my side moving
room to room
eyes on me always
all night She slept
our morning walk slow
with glances occasional
