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Almond Danish

No, I don't devour them often

Once a month to the bakery for one

Eating as I walk

No, not ladylike, but not the point

As a child, we just could not afford it

Was afraid to ask my parents

My dad would have bought one for me

That is no longer an issue

Hope he is smiling down from Heaven

It a treat for the walker

Walking 25 miles weekly for the ASPCA

I write in my head while I walk

Hurry home to jot down what came to mind

Almond Danish was shared with a squirrel on the way

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