She kept hopping the fence,
running off to Asha and Ramesh
five houses down the road. It’s true:
she loved them more.
They were a childless couple.
Who knows? Perhaps the dog
had the soul of their child.
Or maybe it’s not that deep.
Maybe my parents tired of the chase
and simply let her go where she desired.
After “Lily” by Ron Koertge
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