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Memories of Paws  ... (pause)

I love when my dog
paws me awake
runs to the door at 4am

we head out,
he stops at the edge
of the deck
his nose working
the air hard

we stand there
for several minutes
staring into the darkness
not sure what is beyond
the edge of the deck
that holds him

he visibly relaxes
stares up at me
heads back to the door
to go inside,
another quiet adventure
Written by jemac
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