Alive
ALIVE (nonet)
Well it’s a splendid day for a walk
Sun riding high a cloudless sky
My old dog whining urging
A fine stout cane waiting
I’m out the door
Head held high
Fresh air
Joy!
Copyright © Daver Austin | Year Posted 2010
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