This is a moving poem. Blessings, Barbara
The still water reflecting the early morning sun
birds singing sweetly, squirrels having fun
the breeze gently blowing
a dog on a run
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He sniffs then pauses
Scratches with his paws
I never could imagine what was the cause
I suppose it is his nature the natural law
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I watch in wonder as he runs away
What wonders he will see, with what will he play
As he takes his run by the lake
This sunny, still, light breeze kind of day
Thank you for allowing me to share a thought or two.. A change from my usual unusual. I hope we can all share a smile and share some love making our world a better place for all we share it with. 🙂