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[RescueDog]

As I step down the sidewalks
That have many of my footsteps
Clearly marked along the way from
Earlier times, I see the mist rise
From the grasses on this early
Summer morning mid September.
It is lovely and it is peaceful,
Everything seems to linger so still
Seemingly caught between two
Seasons not knowing which way to go
As it echoes silence in the mind.
A time to live, a time to love, a time
For seeing dreams fulfilled, those
That got caught in the wind, simply
Flew by and on their way and so what
Who needs them as she comes and sits
By my side on a worn old bench, takes
My hand and without looking, I feel her smile.