Thinking back to Green grass silhouette
Panting puppy punished for defiantly chasing squirrels.
Waiting in the shadowed woods on mossy picknick tables.
The stash of empty beer cans is found after retrieving the retriever.
The owners return shirtless, happy, and ready to return to their regular week of poverty and depression.
You on your computer or with your books sitting next to me and you couldn't be any further away.
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Sunday, October 13, 2013
The picnic
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