LOW SWEET JASPER

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yonder, a sorry nay

hats off to you

'Low, Sweet Jasper' in the flapping grass

with your head held just so

why hey,

he reminds me of the Dowenger's old cat

so aloof and proper like

Rufus with his tail swishing like the wand

of a too proud warlock

munching on wild onions and honey suckle in

the breeze

with his twitchy arse reclining so princely

atop a large throne of mossy rock

ah, but 'Low, Sweet Jasper'

today is definitely your day

How can I expect you to shoulder the wee

young ones for a jaunty ride when I happen

upon you in your meadow of near comedic play

so, go on old lad continue as you were

for it is my will and wish

as I find I must let you be

in just such a way

mildly ornery yet self absorbed

in your old boy's well deserved relaxation........

(Sept. 11, 1996)

Author's Notes/Comments: 

inspired by an old mare I saw in a warm sunny field one day munching on some grass as it sat like a dog near a fence.

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