Patrol.A Poem by Fay Slimm
Patrol.
Elderly faces wet as brown pebbles parade local streets, pacing patiently, come wind or rain toward flat beaches jackets held tightly to capped heads, wellied legs leading pets struggle to see that walks be taken. Backs bent, bags ready, to be disposed in appropriate bins. Others passing en route exchange nods through the drizzle. Bedraggled but usually dog-loving wags know that despite weather, taking air daily with canines tends to provide chances for sharing. Normal life with four-pawed friends highlights people prone to like causes for outings, instead of staying at home.
Hail to the army of all-weather folk facing the dog yarns of owner-patrol.
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2 Reviews Added on July 25, 2020 Last Updated on July 25, 2020 AuthorFay SlimmCamborne, Cornwall, United KingdomAboutHi from Fay Slimm, I have been writing poetry since childhood and have always enjoyed writing nature poems along with romantic odes to the glorious place where I live alongside the sea in Cornwall U.. more..Writing
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