To Hannah, my childhood Irish Setter friend. We had some good times together!
Hannah – an old friend:
A flash of red
Glimpsed through trees
A powerful stride
At once rapid and at ease
Silky soft coat
Warm against my skin
Four muscular legs
Body strong, yet so thin
Eyes bright with fun
A deep bark, running free
Now I run to her
Not her to me
A poem by Justin Durant
justin@paraamanha.com
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