A Teacher's Writing eNotebook
First Tuesday Slice of Life during Poetry MonthThis poem was inspired on my walk home by a feeling I often have.
I always feel better,walking down the street,when I see you headed towards me.Trusting your sniffer has done its jobas you check out each car,I proceed knowing my path to be clear.
Wow.Now this is something I would never think about walking around where I live. The necessity of a dog is more than just for companionship...Thanks for broadening my perspective with your poem today.b
Beautiful Beirut...so sad that the bloodshed never seems to end.