“Fetching” by David Carpenter

I saw a stick on the path
I threw it for my dog
not just any stick or path or dog
this stick on this path to this dog
and she brought it back to me

she probably brought it back
a dozen times or more
she may have chewed it in two
before it was discarded
I have no memory of that

but the stick on the path
that I threw for my dog
that special stick
that special dog
keeps coming back to me