A Friendly Walk

For many winters I have Walked around the lake Early to feed the woodland Birds, the robins and blue tits Get there first followed by The hedge sparrows having Spent their night shivering, Blackbirds clear up the scraps. In another section I find the Two ravens waiting near the Tree root I put their feed on, They have me well trained. Today a dog walker passed Me with a ‘good morning' to Which I repeated back to him Somehow I knew that face On the second lap he stopped Me and said I know your face, To which I replied, ‘I guess you Probably know the dog better.' To which he snapped his fingers And said ‘yellow Labrador'! Yep, he did remember her. I Find this with every dog walker. And this makes a morning walk, So nice, the meetings, the chats, The people you meet there, even Fishermen who say ‘Hi.'