Walking the Lab on a February day
is a test of man and canine
The parking lot is frozen over
ridges of blue ice in a perimeter
of grimy charcoal snow
Should we leave the Subaru
and trust two legs and four legs
to maintain balance & poise?
the man behind the wheel said
to himself and herself in back.
Another day perhaps
like the 12th of May!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem