The neighborhood is magical this time of year. Dogwoods, azaleas, and knockout roses are adding splashes of color to an otherwise green world. The photos are from my own yard.
I love walking Molly and seeing what’s new… for the most part.
Faeries jump, prance, and sing
on flowering shrubs to welcome spring.
Trees sparkle with pixie dust
covering buds about to burst
into leaves of green in shades
of kelly, hunter, pine and jade.
Helicopter seeds drop from the trees.
They dip and twirl in the breeze.
Squirrels practice their acrobatics
while crows warn the neighborhood of our antics.
So much to take in.
And then...
BARK! BARK! BARK! BARK!
Molly spotted a neighbor, glared,
then started barking because she's scared.
The magical interlude has ended
and a dull ache has descended
upon me. Feeling both sadness and anger,
I whistle, sing, and clangor
as we trudge through the gloam,
to calm her down and get her home.
Dogpaddling Through Life 
I love the Spring!
It must be quite jarring when Molly’s mood changes so quickly when you’re enjoying nature.
And that’s what I hoped to convey with this poem. Caregivers aren’t saints; we’re human and we struggle.
I can only imagine how tough that is, Jen. One minute, the two of you are out enjoying your beautiful springtime walk together, then Molly’s confusion sets in. 😦
Spring is nature’s way to make up for winter. Enjoy lovely walks with your sweet Molly.
Springtime walks are always the best to see your friends around the neighborhood again and the beautiful flowers and trees starting to bloom. Thanks for sharing the lovely photos. Have a wonderful rest of your day.
They are. They also remind me that Molly has Cognitive Dysfunction Syndrome and that she doesn’t enjoy her walks like she used to. That makes me feel sad.
Love the poem. You created quite an ambiance with your words. BARK, BARK, BARK …. nicely done! Wishing you joy this week. xx
Thanks!