We walk and she yawns expectantly.<\/p>\n
Her sweet eyes, and smile whisper,\u00a0“Time to go home.”<\/p>\n
Guiding me back, her\u00a0red and white hair shimmers with each step.<\/p>\n
Swirling wind encircles us like a dust devil moving past.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
She sighs softly, her eyes reflecting relief.<\/p>\n
Leaning against me as the concrete passes under out feet.<\/p>\n
Her legs give a little, and I hold her steady.<\/p>\n
She feels safe by my side.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Beyond her prime she walks with grace few have.<\/p>\n
Gone now are those days, when running filled her heart with joy.<\/p>\n
Yet often I will catch a glimpse of the lady she used to be<\/p>\n
We walk onward, the house in sight.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Basking in its summer glow kittens play in the yard.<\/p>\n
The soft green blades of grass soften each step as her legs move slowly forward.<\/p>\n
She looks down and smiles. Happy to see a friendly face.<\/p>\n
And with one lick she’s made a friend for life.<\/p>\n
She is regal and loyal<\/p>\n
loving and true.<\/p>\n
Best friend, \u00a0confidant and a sweetheart, she is family.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Her name is Mystie.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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