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Towzer

Towzer

 

Just a glance, a smile,

stirs his tail to thump.

 

My old grey muzzled friend

heaves himself up, steadies himself,

 

plods across the flagstone floor

rests his heavy head on my lap.

 

We sit in the twilight.

He warms me.

 

What days they were, when we flew

laughing – leaping the long

 

sun tumbled bands of hay

Joy snapping at our heels

 

I smile again, we sit and stay,

While I fondle his deaf ear.

 

 

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