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The Best Part Of My Day

BPoMD 120: Running With Wolves.

Running With Wolves.   Nothing ached this morning So I ran up the stairs On all fours . .

BPoMD 119. FurryPurry.

FurryPurry.   An unexpected meeting With the nicest of cats In a quiet garden.   .

BPoMD 118. Keep The Homefires Burning.

keep the homefires burning.   that elusive tang of woodsmoke, drifting, as you hurry home on a cold winter’s night   .

BPoMD 117. Trail.

Trail.   I have some chunky new leather boots With thick heavy tread soles. They leave the most amazing tracks When I walk through the mud. . .  

BPoMD 116: Blackbird.

Blackbird.   On our walks We pass a dead blackbird. He has changed over the days To a mere outline of himself. . .

BPoMD 115: Well Earned Rest.

Well Earned Rest. . It’s nice To eventually Slow down And know That all your jobs are completed. . .

BPoMD 114: Good Morning.

Good Morning. . . Waking up on a May morning To see bright squares of sunshine Decorating the creamy folds Of long bedroom curtains. . .

BPoMD 113: Chilled.

Chilled. . , It’s all those Little things. The beer The popcorn And the recently recorded film, That add up to complete pleasure. . .

BPoMD 112: Music.

Music. . . Today was grand, I seemed to be Accompanied By continual birdsong. . .    

BPoMD 111: Worth Every Penny.

Worth Every Penny. . It’s nice when The window cleaner’s been And everything outside Is suddenly brighter. . .