Final Friday Fiction. What a Walk!

 

Joining Wild Yam for Final Friday Fiction -FFF with a poem today. This link will take you to the Rules if you want to play.

What A Walk! by Beau Beaumont

Tuesday Morn, we were walking down the street,

I saw two people; I love to meet. As soon my eye did spy their faces.

I tugged my Mama across the street, to be petted because I am in their good graces.

The man hugged my neck, the lady gave scritches,

while they both laughed in stitches.

Lady said, I guess we are petting you Beau

we have no choice, since you tug mama where you want to go.

Along came a man on the other side of the street,

I remembered two days ago, we did meet.

Again I tugged mama away from the lady and man,

Mama followed quicky as to the other man I ran.

He met us in the middle of the street

and he massaged my head and shoulders while I sat on his feet.

All four of the humans, laughed out loud,

I just stood there feeling so proud.

As we walked back home I heard John yell, HEY BEAU!

this time he did no stop, he was on Go.

Sometimes he pets me and sometimes its a no.

One block from home, we stopped and stared,

watching a possum  that was not even scared.

I said What a walk, we can do this again.

We can go each day, where we have already been.

The possum pic was taken by my mana in 2013 in our yard, the Moss Roses she added for Rosy

for Nature Friday at Adventures of the LLB Gang