On the Edge of Crystal Blue

Up high in the dense tamarack
A soft bird's chirp rang through the dawn
Mud caked the boots of the hiker
As he approached the crystal blue mountain source
His rugged dog bit down with utter joy
On a fallen branch, carrying it with her

The dog hugged close to his owner's side
Remembering fondly the days of puppyhood
Golden red fur, matted with dirt
Favoring her rough, calloused paw, which was bleeding slightly
For the gravelly slag, and the
Long, jagged rocks had cut the pad
Yet she kept pace with her owner

Not a single cloud in the sky
Could block the proud rays of sun
It was nearly impossible
To ruin the picturesque day
Or the bond of the hiker and his dog
Both smiling softly and gay

Embracing the beauty of solitude
And the bond of companionship

Poem Rating:
Click To Rate This Poem!

Continue Rating Poems

Share This Poem