Lakeside view, pelicans glide along the stillness of the water. Damp sea grass taints the delicate breeze. Little dog taps along, sniffing and snuffing questionable things. Clouds flow above, breaking every now and then to let the sun sneak through. Jet skis buzz whilst the boats do hum. Rolling hills ever varying shades of green. Sea birds squawk and squirm in-between their daily hunt. Lakeside view. Always a tantalising scene you be.
The sun was shining through late evening clouds-
My little dog named Misty was strutting along-
Mud dappled her paws.
People were staring-
Insecure I felt-
All were judging me.
Their stares projecting-
Silent words of judgement-
This young lass with her dog in hand-
A rebel she be-
For no mask be upon her face.
My stomach twisting-
Palms are sweating-
If only they knew-
I have Asthma-
A consistent struggle to breath.
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