Frolic

 /   /  By Emma Birches
Stone Soup Magazine
March/April 2016

By Katie Thomas

A mound of fur,
tongues, tails, clumsy paws,
and deep brown eyes,
laughing with the
ecstasy of play

The heap seems its own creature,
without distinction between
separate bodies

Teeth nip, paws bat,
tongues kiss, tails flash
from side to side,
a blur of pure happiness

With playful growls and
tackles and pounces,
with not one care or worry,
the play of puppies is
beautiful to behold

Frolic Katie Thomas

Katie Thomas, 12
Standish, Maine

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