Loyalty

Chance encounters scratch indelible on my mind
Pebbles unmoved by stream’s swift currents.

Mornings see him find his window, settle there to hone his view, stalks day’s early calm, muses silently, he has no voice, yet all so loud I hear him say, "With you friend I share the wonder of this day.”

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