Sore and tired, he slowly lowers his old bones down to his bed. He yawns and stretches, then lays his grizzled head down. He doesn’t understand how his routine walk got to be so difficult.
As he drifts off into sleep, his feet move, remembering when it was easy. Once again, he is just a pup running through the grass.
Story & Photo: McGuffy Ann Morris
Grits, age 13 years
inspired by the word prompt