CANINE SUPERPOWERS
Camo Park, Woodland Outdoor Classroom for Zaggy and Jasper
We stroll the grounds and stop at every tree,
at every chicken bone, each new coneflower.
Their noses lead to everything we see.
I'd be asleep if it were up to me.
Still slick with dew, this city park seems ours as we stroll the grounds and stop at every tree.
Perils persist - real possibilities.
I scan the grass for things they can't devour;
their noses notice things that might harm me.
Sometimes we'll spot a fox, surprise a bee,
find trash, broken glass, have a sad encounter
on our daily rounds to check on every tree.
Three times we've come upon wild coyotes,
sensed before seen through canine superpowers.
All of them have smelled what I'm soon to see.
They stare. We stare. There's no anxiety.
Milliseconds transform into hours.
We stroll the grounds and stop at every tree.
Their noses lead to everything I see.
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