Breath Taking
Earth,
a wonderful,
life-giving,
breathtaking
coalescence of space dust.
Briefly inhabited,
plundered
and abused
by the human race,
before they were
choked to extinction
by their own
grasping, gasping
breathtaking
complacency.
Gone now,
nothing left.
No life,
simply peace.
An opportunity
to pause,
reflect,
to take a breath,
breathe fresh life,
to start again.
Dauphy: I do worry about our planet.Hobbo: Me too, mate.
Dauphy: It won't affect us though, will it?
Hobbo: It already is, and it will get worse for our children and grandchildren.
Dauphy: And puppies!
Hobbo: Yes Dauphy, and all those generations of creatures yet to be born...
Dauphy: It makes me sad.
Hobbo: Do you want a biscuit?
Dauphy: Go on then...
Hobbo's Poems 
I don’t know what’s more sobering – the lovely poem or the conversation with Dauphy. But, like him, I will attempt to cheer myself up with a biscuit.
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😂 Thanks, and the correct response I feel.🙂
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Was that a Hobnob or a dog biscuit?
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🤣 My son’s nickname at school was Hobnob.
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Cute. Mine was Bean. I was tall and thin. Was is the operative word. Now I’m compressing… 😂
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🤣 Life does that to us, doesn’t it.
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