Among the boulders- I escaped the wind,
settled for the shelter of the rocks;
just me and Jax and no one else,
on our daily different walks.
Jax never made a sound, no barks,
he was contented on this hike;
man's best friend was mine,
everyplace we went...he liked.
Even walking city streets,
strolling avenues;
I cured our boring morning,
as we chased away our blues.
Two vagabonds, just walking,
for exercise and joy;
a bond that lasts forever,
that death cannot destroy.
Perhaps we'll walk in heaven,
treading sacred clouds;
invisible to others,
two happy, wandering shrouds.
Apr 26, 2016
Apr 26, 2016 at 11:30 PM UTC
Among the boulders- I escaped the wind,
settled for the shelter of the rocks;
just me and Jax and no one else,
on our daily different walks.
Jax never made a sound, no barks,
he was contented on this hike;
man's best friend was mine,
everyplace we went...he liked.
Even walking city streets,
strolling avenues;
I cured our boring morning,
as we chased away our blues.
Two vagabonds, just walking,
for exercise and joy;
a bond that lasts forever,
that death cannot destroy.
Perhaps we'll walk in heaven,
treading sacred clouds;
invisible to others,
two happy, wandering shrouds.
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