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The Grass Was Wet With Dew

The grass was wet with dew

Beneath her bare feet

She could not stop now

Not even to eat

Her collie was running wild

As this place was brand new

She caught up with him

He was chasing a cat

It was painted on a Subaru

On the left side of the hatch
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Devonshire Avatar
June 6, 2011 at 12:27 PM
What an original take on the barefoot contest, Adrienne. When it comes to bare feet, animals take the prize. Wishing you success. I am not the best example of a haiku writer. Rick Parise and Charles Henderson have some gems though. Love, Carolyn
Gresham Avatar
June 6, 2011 at 12:31 PM
Thank you very much
Roberts Avatar
June 6, 2011 at 12:26 PM
thank you for entering my contest, yours was a unique take on it, contest is almost full judging will be very soon
Gresham Avatar
June 6, 2011 at 12:32 PM
Thank you for accepting it and thanks for your kind words of encouragement
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