Robert Johnson Poet Rhyme

Touching a Dream

Little boy touching the wall.
Imagining his friend so tall.
An apparition filled with fur.
A big ole' friendly hairy cur.

If you were mine, I'd take you home.
You'd no longer have to roam.
I'd share whatever's in my pot.
What's mine is your's, all that I got.

Maybe someday you will come true.
Then both our colours will be blue.
But for now you feel so cold.
And I have to do what I'm told.

For Seren's Little Boy, Big Dog contest
7/01/13

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Debbie Duncan July 21, 2013 at 5:20 PM Well this is very cute, I see that it won as well. great job. Thank you as always for reading my God's Grace" ;} though I might go change a word or two. You have an awesome day .

Poet Destroyer A July 12, 2013 at 9:48 PM ROBERT, ~CONGRATULATIONS~ a fine winning poem in the "Little Lad and big Dog" contest by: Seren.... entertaining work... LINDA

Kim Merryman July 10, 2013 at 8:37 PM Robert, congrats on your win with this delightful write! Love, Kim

Seren Roberts July 7, 2013 at 8:05 PM Congrats and thank you for your entry....Seren

Andrea Dietrich July 2, 2013 at 11:51 PM oh my goodness I missed this the other day. This is just adorable, my friend. Sure hope it does well in the contest.