Paw Poems - Poems about Paw

Footsteps frozen in time: Your last words. Your final memory Embroidered on my soul In the garden, Where you used to play. You made pawprints on my heart The day I met you That never faded away But soon the rain will come And your footsteps, Engraved in the winter ground, Will turn to mud and Disappear....

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Come one, come all, down to the Candy Cat Paw! The most fabulous kitty store in old Arkansas. We have Animal Twists and Meow Mix too. Mom and Dad, there are kitties waiting for homes with you. They are being weighed and petted around. We’ll sell them to you cheaply, by the pound. Come one come all, down to the Candy...

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Along the paw-trod path Narrow and dainty through the gorse Where yellow flowers Lie dim like fallen stars in the mist Comes a silent visitor, hesitant It licks its lips A taste like vinegar Humans of old and long ago Their lonely essence gone The heather-stepper flinches Shy of memorial eyes The castle ruined on the hill The old manse below with broken windows No smoke at the...

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The push of a pawn Honor awaits 'neath my flag Over the green board....

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Damn bad reputation counts 500 plus paw whet tick stints The following fictitious poetic vignette attempts a feeble tale of one ordinary day in life of anonymous miscreant. "I don't give a damn about my bad reputation." I haint never done nobody no harm, nor did any animals (code word for other gang members) get injured or killed...

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her paw touched the snow did that cat's paw shaky thing ....no way!! not today!!!...

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I can almost see your paw prints. But they are simply random indentations. It is moments like that which keep you alive. Maybe I am just open to suggestibility- But when I hear that refrigerator hum. It sounds like your purr. To see messages as if you are leaving gifts for me. But without me, your...

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PAW PRINTS IN THE SAND David Lasaine 2017 When you were alone, I was there. When the sun rose or set, I was there. When you faced death, I was there. When you were sad, I was there. When the darkest of times happened, I was there. When you shivered...I was your warmth. When you cried, I tasted your tears. When you slept...I...

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Work roughened hands Gentle like a heart Who bends its ear, listening… Whispering kindness Coloring the morning songs In laughter, smiles Love that abides inside one Who is more than kind He is like a knight in shining armor A sincerity, a breathless hope, Awareness that there really Is good in this old world Wrinkled and graying Promising his affection, his grace To the small heart who echoes His...

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My cat's P's of poetry – punctuates everything I write with a paw; when I'm composing, he slaps at my pencil with...you guessed it, his paw – yesterday, the fan blew my precious creation, off of the miracle table, and onto the resident predator's territorial floor; followed by a savage attack: and yep!--a shameless clawing paw. Let...

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The memories that I have of you Everyday they flood my mind You weren't here to long But long enough to Leave some really deep paw prints on my heart The way that you lived your difficult life How you wanted to be with everyone Laying on the shoulders or laps Cuddling up to my chin The way you were always there...

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Love knows not fear 'tis a lion's paw Devouring its prey its lips become jaws...

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As we say grace around this table sadly some are just not able to fold their paws, to bow their head repeat the words as they are said and yet with reverence here they sit just happy to be part of it. A sip of tea, a muffin crumb some jelly licked off of a thumb a simple time shared with a friend it...

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hefty lefty...

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