Dog Walker Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Dog Walker



Dog walker

Old and firm, he looks nice
his cap of ‘The Andes'
three dogs of all kinds
dogs on leash and they walk.

I stop behind light,
give them way and observe,
pretend to look in the skies.

He turns right, blue-eyed
Lost are they in wrinkles
Yet they shine.
Raises hand; in the air is flag
'Thank you' with smiles.

Thursday, February 25, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: observation
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