Midnight Walk Bundled in hats and scarves we step into the blanketed night to take the dog on his evening rounds. Nightfall brings more snowfall, draping the humdrum scene in glistening linen, hushing our excited voices as the dog chases snowballs. The snowbound path lies virgin-pure. We delight in our own footprints, intertwined with the crazed tracks of an ice-addled mutt. For a brief moment we are children again in a world that belongs to us alone, but the cold soon reminds our knees of their age, and the only sign of our nocturnal joy is the trail of muddled footsteps left behind in the snow.
I love it when prompts coincide with suitable poetry fodder!
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#Footprint #WildWalkPrompt
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