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Dec 2020
The daylight slipping through the blinds

Like search lights hunt the wanted

I try to conceal my presence

Under ruffled sheets and blankets

But alas Iā€™m discovered.

Digging furiously at my camouflage

I'm exposed to a wet nose and wagging tail

I feel a walk is very much on the horizon

And though I still feel weary and lethargic

My refusal will not work

And so, another day begins

And my bond with nature tightens

You can never deny such love and loyalty

From a furry trusted friend.
Trevor Reynolds
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Trevor Reynolds  64/M/USA
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