Neighbor dog, usually chained, ran across
My yard today. He didn’t linger, did only
Sniff and prance away, perhaps the cats?  

More likely his new found  freedom
Too precious to rest and search to find
Buried bones, or a neighbor’s pat.  

Given a broken leash, I, too, would hope 
To cover new ground in a flash, stretch
Bound  limbs and sinew. Search wild
Tempting worlds left unexplored.
 
Yellow dog when you come back,
Will you show me the way to relish 
A journey out with no thought of return?