Brown Dog & I
Sharp wind stinging my cheeks,
Whipping up the snow.
Brown dog coursing to and fro
In search of rabbits.
Leaning forward, panting,
As I walk uphill,
Sweating in spite of the chill,
Brown dog close behind.
Grey geese swoop overhead,
Dark against the sky.
We hearken to their wild cry,
Clear in the cold air.
We are like the geese,
We are wild things,
Listening as the wind sings
Strange songs in our ears.
We could walk forever
Between earth and sky,
Forgetful, brown dog and I,
Of civilized ways.
Whipping up the snow.
Brown dog coursing to and fro
In search of rabbits.
Leaning forward, panting,
As I walk uphill,
Sweating in spite of the chill,
Brown dog close behind.
Grey geese swoop overhead,
Dark against the sky.
We hearken to their wild cry,
Clear in the cold air.
We are like the geese,
We are wild things,
Listening as the wind sings
Strange songs in our ears.
We could walk forever
Between earth and sky,
Forgetful, brown dog and I,
Of civilized ways.
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