Sunday, 16 December 2012

Li'l Mavis

Tiny needle teeth,
A curious nose
Finding delight in leaves,
Shoes and antlers alike.

Soft white haircurls,
A lamb's spring in his step.
Anticipation of constant experiences -
Mooches, munches, minutes of madness.

Awaiting his pack,
A bark, snuffle or whine
Moves him from triangle rug to
Howling, twisty, frisky mantis.

A reminder of joy,
Spreading love
With a bobbing tail
And the nibble of an ear.

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