A Turtle in my Backyard

A Turtle in my Backyard

I bent down
to look at
a turtle
that crept into
my backyard
she was hiding
so I pretended not to look
instead I was writing
this poem
when my dog
runs over with her
in his mouth
her shell scratched
he was happy about it
I couldn't look at her
but I did
I saw her face
inside of her shell
her eyes
were blue