Larry Bradfield Poet Sonnet

In the Corner

In the corner there by the door
Hangs my leash and my silver chain
My master's gone forever more
So they say again and again

In the corner is where I'd sit
Waiting at the end of the day
In he'd come looking trim and fit
"Let's take a walk, old son", he'd say

Through woods and meadow we would roam
Sharing the freedom together
Then he left me here at our home
With leash and collar of leather

I know not of humans and fate
But in this corner I will wait

3/18/2017

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David Pekrul April 2, 2017 at 1:21 PM That's so sad. Dog are so great aren't they?! Larry Bradfield April 2, 2017 at 10:08 PM Yes, they are, David....you look like you might be from Texas...Are you?

Elizabeth Kinch March 19, 2017 at 1:07 PM So sad. This reminds me of a dog that sat waiting at the crossroads where his master had been killed by a car. He was there for years, locals built him a kennel and fed him. Larry Bradfield April 2, 2017 at 10:06 PM Nice story! Thanks Elizabeth..Larry

Darlene De Beaulieu March 18, 2017 at 7:43 PM This is sad a sad poem about a dog is waiting for his master to come home at the door. He does not he will not return. So sad. A 7 Larry.

Cheryl Hoffman March 18, 2017 at 7:17 PM Very sweet Larry; enjoyed very much! G/L in the contest~Che :)