Gone Walking 

Muddy boots
Blue skies
Tired dog
Bright eyes
Big hills
Grazing sheep
Aching legs
Need to sleep
Best friend
Deep talk
A perfect
Nearly Christmas walk


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1 Response to Gone Walking 

  1. jfb57 says:

    Fabulous poem. Well done you two!!

    Liked by 1 person

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