by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

He was a junkyard dog
wild and untamed
but his growling and barking
didn’t scare her 

she looked him in the eye
nose to nose
and I suppose
something made him
back away from
the Lady that night 

perhaps it was
The Moonlight’s Reflection 

off her gun 

Copyright © 2017 Charles Robert Lindholm – All Rights Reserved
It’s was an attempted mugging.


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