Decrepit Poetry Contest, Sponsored by Constance La France. Date written: 06/07/2025
looking worse for wear at the mercy of winter's harsh elements. a stray dog, sad of eyes, clothed in all black to match her mood. emaciated and weather-beaten; a labrador retriever with her tail tucked behind her hind legs softly whimpering shivering. oh, you poor thing... how far is your home? scared untrusting of strangers; perennially running from rescue. with a looped leash, I approach, again.... she takes a step back I come closer...closer....closer... she turns and sprints away. I won't give up, I'll do my best... to help bring you in... from the cold.
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