Jogging Along

Jogging Along

Jogging along the friendly path
Trut, trut, trut, trut
Early morning held sway
Rhythm of the legs dissolving
Into the rhyme of the ancient mariner
While eyes falling into a pattern
Like searching for a lost treasure
Trut, trut
Jogging back the same path
Another rhythm…another rhyme

Hour 13


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