-- IN ANOTHER DIRECTION --

By John Herlihy

Walking down the street, he paused,

The life around him no turmoil caused.

He is not impatient by inner nature,

If waiting required, he is all patience.

He does not easily succumb to desires,

If he is hungry, he will wait until at home.

He is not committed to act on impulse,

As a result, he carries very little to atone.

When people look at him, they dare not speak,

They look into his eyes, they look back meek.

He sits by a tree to watch the shadows lengthen,

The rain finally ceases from a molten-rich sky.

He takes note of things others never mention,

Ask him a question and he would never reply.

The dog stands, stretches, shakes a shaggy head,

He decided to walk in another direction instead.

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(c) John Herlihy 7 February 2019