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  • My canine companion and I
    venture outdoors for the last
    of the fresh air
    from the day gone by.
    Only an inch of freshly fallen snow
    softens our footsteps.
    A lot doesn't happen these days.

    I try to maintain my balance
    as my dog is consumed by
    a bout of friskiness.
    His ninty pounds
    at the end of his lead
    pulling me
    this way and that.
    It is all he needs
    yet I yearn for more,
    as the owl calls
    and a new day begins.

    We return indoors,
    He quickly settles,
    I smile as he snores.
    I crack the window so to
    hear the owls and to
    quiet my thoughts and
    breath in a new day's freshness
    while I retire.
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