Halting Place
So it came to this, flopped
on a park bench, near big trees,
the two dogs at his feet, his eyes
resting on the trickle of the creek,
the sign saying Old Bullock Team Ford.
No need to move again, everything
slowing to a halt; the trees knew this best.
But the dogs, stirring, were reminders
of a future without him; they must be
led home, reaching which, it seemed
there were still words to be set down.
Wednesday 12 March 2008
Max Richards
Doncaster, Victoria
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