dark start with gibbous moon

i love these early morning walks

it is so dark when we start i can barely see the white dog

nevermind the little black dog

appearing out of shadow

a shining gibbous moon / just off being full

lighting our way

we skip the eerie black underpass to cross the street

sometimes a car / bright lights

the dogs know to wait at the curb before we cross

i briskly stroll briskly / breathing chill morning air briskly

we go all the way to the park that has the outdoor xylophones

it is light enough to see now / to pick up the whatchamacallems / the mallets ?

to run them lightly over the bars of lyric sound and then more BRISKLY

by then eastern sky glowing / on the way back we will see the moab rim begin to glow with the coming dawn

hurry home before we turn into pumpkins