sprouts...
sprouts
into the ground
new year’s
plan
growth
prosperity
and the deer
do not eat
garlic
amongst
the cold
the wet
the limited
sunshine
a January
begins
older
stiff
sore
still crippled
awakening
each day
coffee
needed
a kettle
of protein
simmers
the kids
always hungry
growing
as weeds
agile muscles
loud barking
inquiry
of what
when
where
in their eyes
and ears
all new
in purposeful
innocence
rough
and tumble
destructoes
a wrecking crew
a force
to reckon w/
every minute
w/out sleep
timeless energy
until
of course
they crash
and burn energy
in dreams
of the chase
the newness
the unknown
children
of nature
man’s
best friend
for a reason
a bond
quite special
guards
of those
sovereign
independent
company
of kings
queens
jesters alike
noble companions
guardians
of babies
children
free thinkers
willing
to cross
every rubicon
blindly follow
into the battle
to frighten
or fight
bark
verses bite
as in any
family
true loyalty
sprouts
