Memories Poem by shimon weinroth

Memories



rise and shine,
tell the dogs not to whine
I'll be out to walk them

frisky on this brisk morning
canine break dance,
twisting back and forth,

dancing quadropeds
wagging tails, ,
gaspimg

greeting
panting,
hanging tongues

the day begun
oh, what fun
to run with them

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