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Born Old - March 18, 2025

  • Gary Hunter
  • Mar 18, 2025
  • 1 min read

Gracie, our shih-poo

came into this bright new world

an old lady

 

slow, wary, sleepy. finicky

and most noteworthy

with a preset chiffon bouffant

 

just like those cumulus clouds

on the horizon, grouped in a gossipy

gathering of stacked white hair

 

though a few are showing gray

 

and I recognize the perfume

they’re wearing

 

rain

 
 
 

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