Two poems about, and photos of, his guide dog, Trigger
Dog And Ball:
My head full
Of dull
Thought.
Then the ball you caught
And waving your tail
Did derail
My introspection.
How can I suffer dejection
When I recollect your playful snort
And the ball you caught?
—
Early Morning Walk:
My dog snuffles
and scuffles
amongst the leaves.
He is just there
With no care
For what I think
As I drink
In the fresh morning air.
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Nice view, great photo, and poems!
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Thank you. I am delighted you like the photo and my poems about my four-legged friend Trigger. Best wishes – Kevin
On 3/23/19, Chris The Story Reading Ape’s Blog
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Great photos and poems!
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Thank you. I’m delighted you enjoyed reading my poems and looking at the photographs. The latter where taken by a work colleague, who walks Trigger every Wednesday for me, usually in London’s Saint James Park. Best – Kevin
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Thank you for reblogging, Chris. Best – Kevin
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Welcome, Kevin
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