april is a dog’s dream
the soft grass is growing
the sweet breeze is blowing
the air all full of singing feels just right
so no excuses now
we’re going to the park
to chase and charge and chew
and I will make you see
what spring is all about
it reminded me how I use to take my dog to the park and he would nibble on the newly sprouted buds, and how he would occasionally chase a bee or a butterfly before he either ate it or gave up and played with a stick.
Caught in a lie 