the house still asleep
I go out in my night-clothes
to sit with the dog
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the house still asleep
I go out in my night-clothes
to sit with the dog
The Art of Prose and Poetry
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My Eccentric Friend 
What a great senryu poem. ❤
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Thank you Colleen, I wasn’t too happy with her awakening me before daybreak wanting to get out, but once there, the stars were so bright and the sky that frosty clear way, I just had to sit with her and admire it.
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And what a perfect start to the day! That’s wonderful. ❤️
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