The Waste of a Day
Hiding from the heat
I decide to paint
But my studio is across the driveway
Several steps past a brutally hot driveway
Which will hurt Sophie’s paws
Because she will follow me
So here I sit
Lamenting the waste of a day
Wishing the dog was lighter to carry
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