Ballad of a Stray

“Shoo!” they say to me all day,
As I wander, unwanted and alone,
Down lonely streets, looking for meat,
And a dry place to call my home.

Among the two-legs, I scavenge their dregs
My ribs bruised by their kicks,
While snobby Maltese snub my maladies:
Rabid and half consumed by ticks. 

Just One Chance

Though Bobby Manning little knew
The trouble he’d be in,

~ A Joyful Song

~ A Joyful Song
I woke a Joyful Song resounding

Throughout hill and dale

Sweeping, sweeping, sweeping

Sweeping down the vale
Pristine lay Winters first snow

All was pure and white,

~ Springtimes Secret Song

~ Springtimes Secret Song

In glorious jubilation

Peeps are singing

Their secret song,

The babbling brooks

Accompanying

With water notes

Soft, then strong