Friday, December 9, 2016

Walks. Comments

Rating: 5.0

I never tire of my walks,
fresh air, blue skies and sun;
refreshment of the mind,
elation when I'm done.
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dave lessard
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Lorraine Colon 10 December 2016

Your spirited poem invites the reader to stroll along with you on your morning walks with your little dog. Twenty pounds of merry, furry glee - that description makes your companion sound irresistible. A great poem that was a joy to read.

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