Call of the Wild
Being as wild as wild comes,
he came and Tucked his
weary head INTO MY BED!
My, what fun we had.
with his popsicle,
we ate ravenously.
was it real or was it in fun?
I had, yet to find out!
What would he do
if he only knew,
what his love meant?
True or False, we felt!
Copyright © Lynn Elaine Fuller | Year Posted 2015
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