The Affectionate Sun
Curled up like a fuzzy fern
I stretch and feel love surrounding me.
Sweet smell of breakfast
Warming in the oven
stirs me from my dreams,
though I don’t want to move for someone
I love is rubbing my belly.
The sun skips along the horizon
pink then purple then more pink and some orange
Eventually blue nuzzles out the orange and morning calls me like a trumpet
his wiggling nose
his desire to taunt me at every turn.
Work lies ahead
a road of happy obligations
And as I stretch, I feel the warm glow
of my muscles rising to the day.
As we head out in the crisp, clear morning
Ollie waits on the porch, then bounds down
to meet us — his smile matching his curls.
Then Gemma with her athletic build,
her tenacious persistence,
and her sultry desire to chase and be chased,
to pester and be pestered.
Ollie is happy to be home, but waits
once again, on the porch to say goodbye
to Gemma, wave his happy tail, and snack once
last time on a tasty treat.
Then to Saber who stretches flat on the porch
They circle each other
like planets orbiting the brilliant sun
then bump along nudging each other
all the way to the park.
They play the same games they
play every day, but always with the
same happy exuberance.
each tired, each content, each
heart filled with Spring.
Rosie soaks in the rays
And begs a little for some love and
tasty treats nibbled
from the demanding hand –
Good girl, Rosie! Good girl!
All the while, the sun shimmers on her
red coat and her eyes sparkle happiness.
The blue sky, a halo above,
brings a smile to her floppy jowls
and the green grass feels
soft on her knuckled feet.
Alice barks at first, fearing cold clouds
then springs off her porch with a little wiggle
and a quick lick to my cheek.
We bounce our way to Woobie
She and Alice tap noses, exchange reports
about the weather, and then race down the
stairs into the brilliant phosphorescence of the day.
There’s a large park to the north
where children scream down slides,
kick their feet to the sky,
and save maidens in the castle.
We sit in the grass basking in the warmth
of the sun’s affections watching
and parents laugh from benches.
Alice goes home with few regrets
wearing the sun’s glow on her tail
while Woobie and I chase squirrels all
the way back to her house, though
we walk the long way just for fun.
who rises once again for the occasion.
For a treat, we walk the shadows of the waning
sun to the bigger park
where the light glimmers pink and golden
against our smiling fur.
And then, as if the day has sprouted wings,
through the park once again.
Saber flops with sudden joy at home
and I sigh relief that this day,
a day of wagging tails
and bouncing ears, of
blue blue skies
and white white mountains,
of friends and adventure
has come to a close.
PS — More photos from our day below —