White Dog

April 2, 2012
Tip tap
Flap flap
Dampness of the Earth
Seeps into her skin
Eerily quite for this time of night
A white dog scurries along with her
Click click click
The sound of the dog's paws
Barefoot through the night
I watch and wait
Wait for the noise of the river
Closer she moves, closer, NOW!
The white dog scurries away

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