Troy leaps off the rocks
into the swirling black lake,
barking in the spray.
The wind blows tattoos.
Two puppies watch then race
along the gray shore.
Soon three labs paddle
in unison around the raft—
two yellows, one black,
each media-blind.
Troy leaps off the rocks
into the swirling black lake,
barking in the spray.
The wind blows tattoos.
Two puppies watch then race
along the gray shore.
Soon three labs paddle
in unison around the raft—
two yellows, one black,
each media-blind.