# The Ride(poem)

Author: dirk82
Tags: Dirk, Male, Poem

I feel the wind.

Rush past my ears,

into my nose.

Though my fur.

Everything moving,

so fast, so quick, so fleeting.

Intoxicating moments of time.

Often cut shorter than I would like,

The drive is done, my master and I, home.

Source: https://sofurry.com/s/Oe5gqlMn