May
I have this dance?
I can work this
job
Youth on my side--
spunky yet agile
I halt in perfection
saluting
steel on wheels
Differences of style
not mistakes
unique
attributes of me
I zag
where he zigged
sway as a boat
on calm seas
try to pace traffic
just my immaturity
Sharp
head turns left
watch that cup tossed
aside
cart blocks the
way
hedge protruding
a twig or a branch
oh my--
construction ahead
Whoa!
Hard Halt!
Pardon--
that speedsters
way fast!
Sirens approach
Hard Halt, quick
sit
as 9-1-1 I instruct
Each outing new
as a competitive
course
head turns slightly
be it right
be it left
directional cues
the path I must
choose
Each crossing
High alert
be they patient
or rude
no need to hurry
your safety
my concern
Entrances a puzzle
single door
double door
automatic
buzz us in
new challenges await
Each turn of my head
a distant world
I relate
Through eyes, ears,
paws, tail
every movement a
cue
in my role for you
Girthed in harness
or just fur
my role as your
guide
as a nose nuzzling
friend
unconditional love
a bond tightly formed
time, training,
and trust
independence
comes with each
step
Accept me, for me
it's time for my
chance
give me this job
I really can dance!
© 2008
by Karyn E LaGrange
