Which way will we go?!
Down 111 Avenue, up 92 Street, over to 118th Avenue??
You stop, the fur standing straight up on your neck
It’s a rabbit!
Let’s look at the rabbit!
“Come on, Lucy” I haul you back.
Is that a kitty under that porch? Let’s go look at her.
“Lucy! Leave the cat!”
You shrug your shoulders, a begrudging O.K.
Taking inventory of your territory
You notice every change every nuance.
At home, I give you a treat and prepare to leave
Knowing that when I return
You will be on the other side of the door
Your paw over your nose
Dreaming of our next great adventure.