The Mystery

Loving nature as she does and 
mindful of her obligations to 
her beloved family dog, she never
misses their daily rambles in the
urban forest treasured by the
neighbourhood of avid dog-walkers.
And mindful too of her obligation
to the social contract of good
citizenship, she never fails in
her duty to pick up her pet's daily
offerings to the gods of the forest
deposited on the trails. Its mistress
scoops the reeking mess into a
bag, then aiming high, flings
every day's treasure in a wild
trajectory where each lands where
it may. Most hanging like ornaments
on the forest branches of oak
and poplar, pine and spruce.