A sprinter’s body
Muscled with power and grace
Charged with youth
Fully infused with just enough vigor
To go full tilt
For maybe thirty seconds

Our dog

His power undeniable
His love unquestionable
His reputation undeserved

This pit bull

Whose every muscle shows it’s definition
Whose emotions ooze sweetness
Just dashed about with a beautifully strong run
Now he is leaning against my wife
Eyes half closed, tail wagging, snout sniffing
Nearing a nap