It is 7 am and I am waiting for her to appear,
My warrior, my champion, my 4 legged inspiration.
Come rain or shine, sweet or brine,
A little unrest appears around this time
The trees may stand still but her spirit not,
No clock is required to time her steady trot.
With one goal in mind, to cross the chasm,
Dodging preys, glances and sprint to the other end,
Where lies the panacea for her (and her families?) hunger,
Nothing can stop her, my four legged warrior.
And I am ensconced in my cozy nest,
The winter outside is not a bother,
The tea in hand and the hot blast in the vents,
Takes care of me and my sleeping kin.
The holidays are upon us, we don’t want to grind,
Some offices are shut, so are the minds.
The nature continues at its steady pace,
My furry friend scurrying around with all her grace.
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