He stood there with her
in a tethered double lead
harness waiting for the
green man no doubt, or
perhaps, for her to hear
"the cross now" bleeper.

I met them frequently,
same time same place,
rain or shine, dog always
on her left, habitually in
deep concentration of both
sound and vision.

Until one day, she was
there again, but dogless,
no white cane and wearing
a Sony Walkman™. The
green man appeared, no
sonics, yet she crossed ?