Splash of Color

We pass it every day; how many more
have strolled this way and hesitated here?
My boy is ever drawn to sniff and paw,
I gladly choose to steer my cavalier.

Perhaps a distant, canine bark he hears,
Perhaps it is the scent of those who’ve whiled,
Perhaps the peeling, crimson, red veneer,
Or simply just the ancient call of wild.

He’s like a playful tot, rambunctious child,
Who’d romp about, cavort without restraint,
Save leash within my hand to safely guide,
I let him have his fun but stay the gait

Iconic structure beckons and he heeds,
I, faithful mistress, follow where he leads.

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Photo101: Day Eleven: a Pop of Color

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