Before the rain began,
under gray skies,
Knox and I walked.
He had time to
chase a few squirrels,
gather some sticks,
and tend to his usual
morning business.
JDG
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aholdingplace 
Your poem captures a serene moment before the rain, highlighting the simple joys in life. Knox’s playful actions and the calm morning ritual make this a heartwarming glimpse into the beauty of everyday moments. 🌦️🚶🐾🍂
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