Hiking Boots

So i find myself here now

Wondering lonely as a cloud

Save but for my trusty friend

Soggy nose to fluffy end!

Prancing through the frost he goes

Waggy tail and snuffly nose

Past the mighty oak so true

Weeping willow, lofty yew

Over fields, bridge and stream

Upon which soft sunlight gleams

Racing down the country track

Hiking boots and walking Mac

Stopping for the briefest rest

To enjoy the view and catch my breath

And maybe write a verse or two

Just silly prose, I shan't show you!

Too soon our walk is at an end

But worry not my fuzzy friend

We'll be out again another day

Whatever weather comes our way

-Elizabeth Alstrom

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