Pup
With a protective nature
saving small birds,
My pup juts out claws out the gate-
Though looking different from other dogs
Dear German Snicks slithers
with an enduring gait...
and one Sunday play, she fell pale,
robust runs and charmed antics
missed her tail sways...a cough,
a much older stroll? How can I
put her to greys of sleep?
Missing her now,
those barks which speak of love
Reside in my heart as I think of her
When that spirit- fire breathes away,
Finally embracing the gentle wisp of light.
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Laura Loo's Contest
1/25/2016
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