97poems/docile DOCILE The dogs are docile the morning after a rain. The one I pass each day who is prone to pounce upon me, leaving muddy paw prints, walks quietly on a leash. 11/14/97 «« 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 »»