Wednesday, February 15, 2012

THE DOG WALKER'S DELIGHT





THE DOG WALKER'S DELIGHT

As chuffed as three old dogs,
two leads,
huffing through the wide bright morning
mouths full of sun
bathed in bliss
lolling tongues
being nothing more
than this
sweet wag of a moment.


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