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First Good Day In a Month

It's the first good day in a month.

After two weeks, bedridden

I finally have the energy

To take the dog around the block

 

She stops to sniff

Every single tree,

Patch of grass,

Stop sign, and telephone pole.

 

Normally, I'd be annoyed

Angry even

****** Anna!"

With frustration, I would bawk.

 

But not today.

It's fifty-five degrees outside

And I'm not in pain

So sniff up enough

- to fill your little doggo soul

 

Just don't pull so hard.

I know, I know. You don't wanna stop.

Ok, Ok. Just one more time

Around the block.

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Written by
jm-romig-1
34 / M / American
Published
Feb 5, 2020
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