The best way to take a walk is with a strong-willed dog. She
tugs me in the direction she wishes to go, and I freely follow, past the houses
of old friend and new strangers. Up the shallow hill, along the lengthy road
and across the broken sidewalk to the dank, dark forest, where the dog daringly
proceeds without delay, and I delightedly tail after. Under the canopy of
evergreen branches and dead winter trees, fat drops of rain worm their way
through green needles and brown leaves to hit the target of my head. My dog
pulls onward, stopping here and there to sniff a fern or a bush, and with a sudden
sharp tug on the leash, we’re off again. I want to run, to watch the old dog
playfully prance like a young puppy, to let her dance in a mud puddle as if it
were a hot summer day. However, near the end she grows too tired, and trots
slowly along by my side, acting like the obedient dog we never trained her to
be. But although her flame has faded, it fans up again at the sight of a fellow
dog. As she snaps and growls, I smile politely at the owner, say a hello and
apologize for her jealous fury. They smile back in understanding and we part
ways as slightly more than new strangers.
And of course, this is my work, so don't take it and claim it as your own. Actually, I would appreciate it if you didn't take it at all, even if you do give me credit.
Oh! I also want to say happy 1,000 views to my blog! Thanks to everyone who reads my tales and rants. It really encourages me to continue writing.
And of course, this is my work, so don't take it and claim it as your own. Actually, I would appreciate it if you didn't take it at all, even if you do give me credit.
Oh! I also want to say happy 1,000 views to my blog! Thanks to everyone who reads my tales and rants. It really encourages me to continue writing.
Ooooh indeed that is a very pretty paragraph~ Love the imagery~!
ReplyDeleteand congrats on the 1000 views!
Thank you. =] Hopefully my poetry class will like it too.
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