First Tuesday Slice of Life during Poetry Month
This 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 job
as you check out each car,
I proceed knowing my path to be clear.
Wow.
ReplyDeleteNow 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.
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