Walking the Dog On a Foggy Morning
Walking the Dog on a Foggy Morning
Walking the dog on a foggy morning;
Eerie, quiet, meditative time.
Footsteps compete with unseen others,
Humming low to figure define.
Far away a haunting horn,
Lonely you may be, but not forlorn,
The fur on Fido is wet without rain,
Patient, please, with relief again.
Two souls wondering in the mist,
One dreaming of questions of old,
Fog shutting out all the world, and
What the future beyond will hold.
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