The Pale Dress

The girl in the pale dress walked by
A poodle jauntly leading the way
She followed me home
Like a haunt from the grave
We had dinner while the dog
Played and played
I walked the same route
A year and a day
Never seeing again
The ephemeral dream
That floated away
At the end of a leash


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