Walking in Brenden Woods
with grandson Ro and his little dog Waffles
we chose to saunter and stop a bit
We placed our hands on an old cedar tree
and imagined how Waffles, with paw,
might do the same
From this sauntering in the woods I was enlivened
by terra firma, the cry of a bird, the feel of a tree,
and a boy with his dog as happy as can be
