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A PUPPY'S CRY

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A PUPPY'S CRY

Irene went for her usual morning walk around six;
the August breeze was dry and fragrantly crisp,
one could tell she was injured as her aching hips
made her miss a step as she bit on her weathered lips.


Not far from her stone cottage, there was a cave never hit by sun rays,
it was hidden from sight by shrubs and weeds that almost
covered her cavity and at nighttime it seemed a ghost;
wasn't it the refuge of persecuted Christians when Celts were pagans?


The streets were very narrow and cracked cobblestones
made her slow down...using caution could have prevented a serious sprain;
an athlete is known for strength and endurance and she fought pain
by looking down and running downhill towards the treeless hills.


Irene had two wonderful kids: one was a gorgeous boy and the other a pretty girl, 
and they both had hair as golden wheat and eyes as the wild Irish Sea;
and whispering to herself, " I will miss my walks in the Fall with Kelly and Bill...
and after the baby is born, wouldn't I stare out of the window with melancholy?"


While pondering that thought, she heard a puppy's cry coming out of the dark cave
that gave her goose bumps and searching carefully she saw the pitiless animal
struggling on three legs, but the forth leg was badly injured or broken by the fall;
rapidly she grabbed the long rope and started her descend as a coffin into a grave.


Helen hit ground hard and that startled the poor puppy laying on a plate of chrome,
" You are safe with me and because I've found you in this cave, I'm going to 
name you Cavy, lucky pooch! This bad accident was a turning point for you!"
And he barked for approval, being happy to have survived and found a new home.
 

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  1. Date: 9/20/2013 12:06:00 AM
    cute and amusing poem. Keeps the reader interested and amused. good job

  1. Date: 8/6/2013 9:46:00 AM
    Andrew, love the poem :-) Congrats... love ~SKAT~

  1. Date: 8/5/2013 8:07:00 PM
    A nice story. congratulations. Joyce

  1. Date: 8/5/2013 7:51:00 PM
    Andrew, Congratulations, In DG's "Dream On" contest... have yourself a nice one...Linda

  1. Date: 8/5/2013 6:35:00 PM
    Very interesting and polished take on the topics! Congrad's on your win. Light & Love