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A Cocklebur Night

She was hard to see in the dark,
I called and called but her puppy spirit
Was sending an invitation to go play —
It was late and dark, not a time for playing.

I was not interested in chasing her in the dark,
So I closed the door and waited for ten minutes.
Not hearing her bark, I checked on her,
Again, calling and calling — this time looking for her.

Frustrated and worried, I went back into the house.
Through the night I listened for her.
Waking early at first light I readied for a search,
But as I opened the door, there she was

Lying on the “Welcome” doormat.
Jumping up, I hugged her,
Feeling the imbedded cockleburs
Collected from her night of play.

— kenne

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