MAZY

MAZY
By: Darrelyn L. Tutt

Man on bike,
Dog on leash.
Garners attention.
Oddity:
Stark white stripe painted in dark hair.
“Loner” look,
Eccentric.
We cross paths;
Him and I.
Routine daily exercise intersects.
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Internal voice whispers,
Lonely,
Extend your reach.

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Not a dog lover.
But I can change.
We pass.
Stop.
I reach.
Stroke the fur of stranger’s dog;
Stranger speaks.
“Mazy.”
Stroke the dog,
Soften the stranger;
Something stirs,
Start of connection.
Extended hands,
Strangers touching.
Names exchanged.
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Return home.
Bake bread.
Remember stranger.
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New day.
Return to park.
Hands touch.
Bread exchanged.
Stranger softens.
Thoughtful gaze.
Words …
Why for me?
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Words of hope.
Responsive gaze,
Because I care.
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Mazy licks.
Stranger looks.
Lingering gaze,
Lonely eyes,
Lost in thought.
Little words:
Thank you.
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A “Mazy” bridge,
Amazing grace;
That saved a wretch like me.
I gave a simple loaf of bread,
And stranger …
Helps me see.

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“And walk in love, as Christ also has loved us and given Himself for us, an offering and a sacrifice to God for a sweet smelling aroma.”
Ephesians 5:2