birthday bean

110lbs of mush

On the bayside,

I found in your red 

grace and auburn eyes

your paws the size

of my palm .

your ears feather soft and

freckled chest maps 

the murmur of your 

heart .

the dimples of your 

rump, the two-tone nose

liver/black the  

black rim that circles your

eyes and surrounds your lips .

ears that fend for 

themselves that

tuck perk and greet 

friend or foe . 

your song and

dance

the moves and oh . . 

the moves . . . 

happy 3 Murphy Bean. thanks for all the inspiration, insomnia and love, whisker kisses, laughs, dance moves, songs and fat lips. not for sale.