Walking In Traffic For E.E., And The Blind Man I Do Not Know Poem by r james sterzinger

Walking In Traffic For E.E., And The Blind Man I Do Not Know



when
i
go for a

w
a
l
k
i
take my dog
(you) see

we
go(in)
and
o u t
of-traffic
he takes care of
me

when (eye) i
cross the busy

streets i
make sure my
dog does it
safely

i
have these

randall jarrell
(moments)
my dog
takes care of
me

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