I drove in thought, as tend I do

On whim, I paused as I passed through

Pulled aside and spent the day

Atop the bluffs, where my dog played

And though he is not with me now

I felt him there, some way, somehow

The moss, a feel of fur it had

The breeze, sound kissed by that tail wag

He lives amongst these words of mine

The mem’rys, always near in mind

Donning rhythms of the day

The rhymes of dusk, they fade away

Ne’er neglect the ones we need

With them, spend thought – but also deed

For life, it’s cold from time to time

Cherish its warmth. With all, be kind.

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