Muted like late Fall Colors

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It’s not for wimps,

Taking a twelve year

Old, 90 lb husky

For a ride,

When he’s panicked

To go bye bye or

Prepping your mind

To move yourself and him,

After half a lifetime

To a southern state.

So many things happening

In a life which has had

So many things happen.

YES! I’ve lived!

Until late,

When I’ve been on hold

After so many years

Of being so bold!

On hold, stagnant.

Waiting…

I recall a woman,

Outspoken, hair flowing

As her head is thrown

Back laughing.

I know, my beloved

Husky and I

Will find her

On our journey.

She’s out there waiting

To be found.

Or perhaps,

she is my

Driving force

Behind our change.

Never lost,

Simply muted,

And rejuvenating,

While awaiting the

Universe to reveal

A pathway to

Our next adventure.

😄

“Within each of us lies the power to be the person we…

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