The French window is open
The plants I watered this morning
Are enjoying the rain
The lights are on
The son is home
The country is unspeakable
But
We have rain today.
30th June, 2022
Mr. Beagle
Seems to think
That the walking path
In our green belt
Belongs exclusively to him
And howls at me
Until he is leashed
And taken away.
I have to break stride
For him, annoying,
But I know that we are soul mates:
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