At magnolia dale

We walked laughing over the grass
while the dogs were running loose
and Kyla was swimming in the cool water.

On the riverbank Tinkie
sniffed on a few white flowers
and Jeanie walked from tree to tree

while Sasja barked at everybody around her
and rather silly followed Kyla splashing into the water
where like a lady Flippie paced off her steps.

Only Gator had to be kept on a leash
as he was like always out of control
and nobody could teach him any manners.

poem by Gert Strydom
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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