Daddy Ron let me out of the car
as he peered through the frosty windshield
at the boardwalk
He tries to keep up!
But I am a LADY DOODLE on a mission.
I know what I have to do
veering off the snow covered walkway
into the deeper snow
affords me more chances of finding
so up and over the walkway
onto the beach itself
surely should connect me with just one small tiny morsel
alas all my seaweed treats are covered up
not visible and not even allowing my nose to detect
where they might be hiding
in all these
"blues and whites"