Therapy

The day finishes. I grab
the dog bed and bone

and fill the bowl with
water. Drinks sparkle
in crystal clear glasses.
Dialogue begins over
life, the joys and reasons
for rising stress levels.

Cracks in the concrete
absorb emotions.
On
the patio, no thoughts
are silenced.

Lauren Scott (c) 2021



36 thoughts on “Therapy

    1. True, Marina. Copper adds to the fun, relaxation, and even the conversation, sometimes. When he sees a squirrel skitter along the fence, he whines, so therefore, conversing with us. ๐Ÿ™‚ Happy Monday, too! โค๏ธโญ๏ธโค๏ธโญ๏ธ

    1. Thanks, Barbara! Sitting on the patio always feels like vacation regardless of the topic of conversation. There’s something about being outdoors, watching the hummingbirds flit around and feeling the warm breeze. ๐Ÿฅฐ

  1. Love that picture! And a beautiful poem, dear Lauren! Just lovely! โค๏ธโค๏ธโค๏ธ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿค—

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