by Sara Kennedy

The picture frame of my patio door
shows me the graceful white hound
gazing upon her domain
peering through the fence bars

Searching for any trespassers, violaters of her realm
paws delicate upon the concrete
fusia flowers are her halo
the weeds are her distracting snack.

She glances to me to see if anything is wrong
and sighs as she lays her head down
and when a car horn honks
she arises to investigate the matter.

Primly she poses for my patio picture
pink collar matching her pale nose.
Perfect in every particular
she pads her way to out of my painting.