He Sleeps


For now he sleeps

Hours on end.

But less and less

As his world emerges.


There is too much to see,

And smell

And taste.


He sleeps for now

And dreams of future fields of grass,

Of squirrels,

And cool pools filled with glistening water.


Puppy dreams-

Floppy feet twitching,

A whine, a yip,

And then a sigh.


Too young for past adventures,

He sleeps and dreams

Of many tomorrows.


My sweet little Border Collie puppy.


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