THE NOSE KNOWS
This little creature snuggled by my side
As I sit in my armchair set to write,
Seems, if I asked, that she might well confide
Some secrets only she could bring to light.
I wonder what this pup would have to say
So I might get the dog’s-eye view of things,
Although it’s more her nose that shows the way
With the olfactory pleasures that it brings.
There is more sense in scent for her than me,
A fourth dimension of experience
Since I lack her refined acuity,
Yet I observe those pleasures are intense.
To read and write is much of my delight;
Her smelling’s, though, a keener kind of sight.