In the sun I lounge
and wait for breezes
that bring everything
I need to know.
I sound the alert
with mighty shouts
at anything
that peaks my interest.
Then grateful ones
echo the call
until we stop
and return to watchful slumber.
The summer warmth,
the soft green grasses,
the yard is mine,
a dog’s life well lived.
This poem was posted for the previous week’s poetry prompt, A Dog’s Life.
Poetry Prompts and Poems 
I like the lines about “breezes / that bring everything / I need to know.” It sounds like a beautiful metaphor but is also entertaining when it’s literal, as it is with dogs!
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Thanks for the comment. That is the double meaning I was hoping for.
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