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To Pick & Choose

after the quiz,
looking in a mirror,
fussing with her hair

waiting at the door
for his walk, the dog
awaits his leash

our old dog
runs through fields
in his dreams

first deep snow–
one can hear the quiet

being quiet
involves more than just
being quiet

behind the red light
birds fly back and forth
over the highway

mid december walk–
dog sniffs carefully the new
yard decorations