My Yorkshire Terrier, Muffin, stands still,
Her starlit eyes staring into the night,
The moon making dark casting shadows across the dazzling pitch black darkness.
The whole of time stands still as she creeps cautiously.
Her philosophical mind whirling.
Her dainty paws padding,
The pit-patting echoing.
Her tiny moist nose, twitching as an ocean of tantalising colours spread out.
A couple of puppy angels lifting her to peace.
by © Sophie Alice (0)
Competition - Pet Poetry ASC
Copyright remains with the author.