Runaway on four legs
He had gotten off the leash. Old Lady Walker not pursuing. Nine years together Sharing apartment and meals And music. But now separated By whimsy And forecast rain starting. Big red light overhead What's that? Carried on without a care. Number eight bus almost Took him down Giving one loud Sustained blast. No time or safety For transit driver to Slow down or brake. The fun of this adventure Was melting away. Missing Mama. And his pillow bed Under the Monet picture. Of those lilies. Beneath the arching Bridge.