Everyday I wake up

born again

well almost

I tell myself this as I walk along the pilgrims path.

A woman passes with two dogs

the woman doesn’t notice me but the second dog does

as I walk away he turns to me

and I stop look at him and ask him if he wants to come with  me.

His jaw starts to move as if he is talking but no words come out but he can’t understand why I don’t hear him

then she shouts and off he goes.

                                                                  ~ Marc Carver

                                                                  Basingstoke, UK