To Walk Your Dog
And where for art though gone from my text?
to tree or hedge or ....coffee found
Perhaps to bed and cushioned pillow down
Ahh but only to the backyard
a shiny moon to see
and while you see the glowing orb ...do you ever think of me?
And where for art though
in the car or by hedge or in a coffee shop?
Ahh but only to the backyard
your loyal dog to walk
and when you gaze up on the sparkle
that dances on the sea
Do you ever stop to ponder ...Do you ever think of me?
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