A Dog On a Night Like This
My dog’s in the corner, her head is hung low
She fears all the sound coming through the window
The lightning and thunder, they scare her too much
That I must go to her now and offer a touch
She cries in the dark when the storms come around
I guess it’s the lights and all of the sound
She’s just like a baby, but hairy, yet cute
She’s my German shepherd and she is a beaut
Copyright © Michael Degenhardt | Year Posted 2008
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