Friday, September 29, 2017

Poetry on a dog walk

When I walk Timber on my own, I am sometimes inspired to create poetry (of a sort). Some days I'm more lyrical than others. Last week, my lower back was crippling me, paired with pain in the heel of my left foot. So here is what came out of that:

I refuse to let pain win
I refuse to let fear win
I refuse

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