She nips and bounds
Chews and pounces
Whines and yaps
Wiggles and wriggles
Until she fades into a nap
She twitches her paws
Dreams of running
Licks the ground beneath
Imagining food
She wakes up
Yawns in bliss
Stretches out
Her little limbs limber again
Bounds, pounces, yaps & wriggles
Once more in sheer abandon.
-- Shivangi Vyasulu
