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With sleepy eyes

half closed from the brightness of the sun

The dog yawned and seemed to smile

Today momentarily

While walking through the green trees

toward the green river

Along the beach

water-soaked, sun-dried wood

The joy of the pursuit, that elusive smell

The dog was having fun

-Mike

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