early this morning
before the day has settled into itself
outside
with wet grass
and sky fractured and new
out comes the owner
that has lost his voice
and it is another day
another new day
breaking from routines
earlier than usual
and the same greetings
and stick toss
frolic happens
only new
and different
too
and one owner
today without a voice
as i call
knowing it isn't in the right register
passing the duty on to another man
with the right tone
and on his way goes
the lovely dog with pointy ears
and proud gate
to the owner that today
needs our voices
because he has lost his
for today
Monday, September 15, 2008
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1 comment:
hee hee
cute story, kim.
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