The Dog Walker

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And onward walks she and her peers

Like solemn sovereign isles,

bereft of joy in stoic tears

and more, she never smiles.

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Very close to bellicose

belie their hidden smiles

The worlds they live they keep too close

these solemn sovereign isles.

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So few convey an inner joy

they trek on endless miles,

withdrawn on self and thoughts employ

these solemn sovereign isles.

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©Marvin Loyd Welborn 2011

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