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#Winning (SIWO POETRY CONTEST ENTRY) 2.11.2019

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Chief stepping out in the field with copyright

In the wee hours

Of the morning,

I awake and lay in bed,

Listening to sounds

Of his paws

Upon the hallway carpet

As big dog paces,

While next to me

Little dog snores.

I can feel my laid, back cat

Snuggled against my toes.

Satisfaction and calmness cloak me,

In place, of those

Old, too familiar woes.

As I lay here, once again,

Realization hits, that

Circumstances can change.

I no longer own

The old Northern homestead.

Which for years

We called our home.

Now, we’ve settled in,

Just under

Nine hundred miles

Have been roamed.

This day, I possess a fresh

Freedom to rebuild.

Joyous memories to make,

A chance to regenerate a life.

Such remarkable opportunities’,

Surrounded by the Souths’

Alluring, signature décor.

Which I and the dogs

Have already begun to explore.

EUREKA!

– K of TheBlackWallBlog (2.11.2019)

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One of the wonderful things I learned from dark depression is, for me, a most helpful and fulfilling part of my lifetime gathered hand dandy survival tips and tricks that are carried in my tool box-are best shared with a side of humor, gratitude, New England photography with my sidekick BGage, creative writing and wit. I help "me" by sharing and listening to other's tales and tips of success. Trust me a lot of people carry those tool boxes. Just because you don't see them doesn't mean they aren't there.

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