peace treaty

this lady

i’d never

seen before

was walking

her dog.

it took

a dump

on my lawn.

she didn’t

have a bag

so she used

a twig

and a leaf

and tossed it

into one of

my cans.

i ran out

raring

for war.

the dog

happily buried

its nose

in my nuts

and sniffed

around.

he does that,

laughed

the lady.

it was an old

golden retriever

with a beautiful

fur coat.

my heart turned

to mush.

i forgave them

instantly

and declared

a peace treaty.

your dog

can bury

its nose

in my nuts

any time

i told her.

she agreed

to

the terms.