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Right on Time - March 2, 2026

  • Gary Hunter
  • Mar 2
  • 1 min read

on a day I was walking

slightly derailed, Barry and

his dog Shadow stopped

 

stopped to talk and lick,

laugh and lick some more

and without knowing it

set me back on track

 

sometimes a cup of coffee

my favorite buttered bagel

with a grapefruit chaser

won’t get me moving

 

sometimes I need a hand

to realign my wheels

kickstart the steam in the engine

a push to get to my first stop

 

like Barry and Shadow,

I too have people waiting

for me to pick them up

 

and send them on their way

 
 
 

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