Quiet tones fill the air.
A pooch snoozes at my feet.
Another rests on my lap.
Both breathe to the rhythm
Of the universe.
At peace and still,
A natural smoothness.
All is well at home.

Quiet tones fill the air.
A pooch snoozes at my feet.
Another rests on my lap.
Both breathe to the rhythm
Of the universe.
At peace and still,
A natural smoothness.
All is well at home.

Happy thoughts drift through my head.
Thinking of you instead
Of all the stuff that gets me down.
I want to smile, not to frown.
So what would you say
To a walk with me today,
Holding hands, we navigate
The rough path in the woods.
It’s not too late
To get out your jacket and hood,
And gloves to stay warm.
The storm is past
Just us at last,
Going for a stroll.
Herring bloated surfers whopping loosely
Bounced red equator catastrophic elbows
Hairs bleeding sap slippery dinosaur yells
Quantifiable ketchup maneuvers screams
Jagged toenails scraping teeth gums spit
Tongues seasonings spicy meatballs tray
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Plant blue bluster beer traffic books Mack
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Ambulance concrete alabaster quotations
Running torture row upon loudly don’t hi
Lowly quarter caliphate king down rear
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Outfit alarming quasi judicial eating rips
Quiet bottom antitrust future ballroom
Nearly grouped flossing hollow trusting
Cuban lackluster quintessential Alabama
Waiting down here for someone
To point to something
Something true and lasting
Something good and pleasing
Someone who loves eternally
Has there been such a one
Who has walked this earth?
Does he still exist in another
Dimension of my existence?
Can I hear his whisper
In my dreams, my prayers,
My longings and despair?
There must be an answer
To the impossible questions of life.
There must be help
Coming from above.
Someday, somehow,
There’s got to be a way.
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Lug Roth matted stagnant tattered stags
Mask flask stacked Mack rockers basted