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Feet tumble over each other as we spill out the back gate into the driveway.
Six feet between us, Winslow and me.
He scampers too and fro taking in nature's scents,
One more wonderful than the next--at least as far as he's concerned.
Sun is setting yet the light is still enough,
To guide our feet and light our…
ContinueAdded by Suzanne Duncan Lees on June 15, 2010 at 10:03pm — 5 Comments
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