Jack

I watch my dog

He runs he trots

He  jumps over a log

He is white with spots

 His name is jack

 His spots are dark

I pet his back

I tell him to not bark

Snow

I gaze out side 

At all the snow

 It falls and glides

It comes and goes

 But one things sad

 that’s that snow days

 have not been had 

My emotions are grey