Kickass, the doorstop dog, steps back from his efforts to promote the keeper’s book “Treeson: an APOLOGIA to Trees,” and offers the following:
ODE FROM A DOG TO THE TREES
Now that you are all leafed out,
You’re glorious things, no doubt.
Deep-green and shadows cover you,
Where nesting birds know what to do.
All winter long you showed your bones,
We looked at you with groans and moans.
A naked anything is not pleasant to see,
That goes double if that thing is a tree.
But now that you are in royal dress,
It causes all of us to confess:
We show our love for you as a tree,
Some with hugs, some with pee.
And all of us dogs are here to say:
We love your shade on a summer day.
And leaving our sign is a message to all:
“Here’s a great place to have a ball!”
So welcome back for another summer.
Without your green it would be a bummer.
We love all you trees, big and small,
Especially when you color up for fall.
This ode from a dog has gone on too long,
It might have been better as a song,
“We sing to thee, you mighty trees,
Even while we’re scratching fleas.”