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28 Jul
My morning porch watch incorporates
a book and a chocolate-brown dog
idling next to my c spring chair.
She always runs out first to do
her morning duties; 
then she joins me as I read.
The sun benevolently warms me
but gets too much for the dog, 
quickly absorbing the heat
beginning to pant. She gets up
and stares into my eyes with her
Murphy-expression saying
eloquently, "Time to eat."



 
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Posted by on July 28, 2021 in Poetry

 

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