I’ve been rushing my entire life.
I walk fast and I talk fast.
I hurry, hurry, h...
Ive been rushing my entire life.
I walk fast and I talk fast.
I hurry, hurry, hurry.
But now, I am walking with an old dog.
And he does not hurry.
He wont hurry.
He cant.
So, I walk more slowly than I ever have.
And the wonder of that is this: I see more than I have ever seen.
Henry and I amble through the world; and the world unfurls itself slowly, beautifully before us.
It is a blessing to walk with a dog.
It is a blessing to walk with an old dog.
I walk fast and I talk fast.
I hurry, hurry, hurry.
But now, I am walking with an old dog.
And he does not hurry.
He wont hurry.
He cant.
So, I walk more slowly than I ever have.
And the wonder of that is this: I see more than I have ever seen.
Henry and I amble through the world; and the world unfurls itself slowly, beautifully before us.
It is a blessing to walk with a dog.
It is a blessing to walk with an old dog.
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Yasmin
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Oct 05, 2015 08:17PM
what a mazing poem i love it yes it is a blessing to walk with a dog or old dog
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That poem is beautiful. It makes me want to look at my surroundings more often.
jesse the bookworm you are commenting a lot on kate dicamillo books
