For Freddie – the goodest dog in the world – everything old is also new.
On that same maple with the broken branch chats a cheeky squirrel, too far to leap.
There’s a raccoon been under the dusty brush pile. But when? But how?
What’s with the mushroom that wasn’t on the lawn? Where did it come from? So yellow, so surprising.
And you, you familiar human. So new to see you again and I love you so.
For Freddie – the goodest dog in the world – everything old is also new and wondrous.