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Dog Walk In Rain

by William Somero (1967)

We tread the path through rain's cascading veil.
His paws, a soft patter, a rhythmic beat,
His nose, a navigator bathed in mist,
Against puddles, we dance, we slide, we slip.
On softened earth, we both amble freely,
With every drop, his zest is clear to see,
Nature's own symphony, in full accord,
Unmindful of the wet, the chill, the grey.
In his bright eyes, the rain's a joyful sight,
With every step, our bond grows more profound.
In rain-soaked walks, life's simple truth was found,
In storms and showers, hearts and souls entwined.
A timeless pact between man and his hound,
A greater love and peace are surely found.