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Making a Mark

Writer: pullweedsgrowhopepullweedsgrowhope

I noticed the impression that you left here for me,

as little dog and I were sliding by.

Pulling on the leash as usual,

not wanting to comply.


How often is it me, in a hurry?

To do and be: in the fray,

when the joy is in the journey,

noticing the angels along the way.






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