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Read Poems by Paula Larson

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That ole' rag mop, the handle's fine,
this is the second, my gold mine,
floors should be vinyl, camper tight
with incidentals, grab & sight!

A new Lab puppy, doorstep night,
left nine (9) a squawking, late, not right ~
cop picked up gently, took inside
first time a tear came, lost my fright!

Now four months, growing, I kept one,
a shelter drove here, Texas lass
so grateful, I thought that's real class,
took eight (8) away, all crying, fast!

Not looking back, the "one" is work
she'd chew the lightning from a storm
don't matter what it is, she's prone
to tear it up, still's not fake bone!

I call her, Kota, meaning friend
she always licks your face, say when,
a River campground, easy spend
some playground ethics, still open!

Full grown, in six months, but can
I keep the picture, not offend
called the relation, they say "when"
a full blown "yes" would help this trend!

Are puppys God sends, teach us lots
to watch this energy, we've got
to put them first, the eating list
and not rehearse this "same old grit!"

The trek inside, but yards, "yo ho"
there's more to out there, then just mow
a chewing space, in one big store
the tie ups help, but Lord, Oh Lo!

Oh yeah, the mop's replacement part,
Least now, I know, it's not my "heart!"

Abandonment ~  Nine (9) three week old puppies,
left on front porch in freezing weather!  It's scary,
they cry like any baby might!
  Making friends this way is so heart wrenching!
  Neighbors, so helpful.  One couple really donated
so much of their energy, bringing extra home made food! 
  Now, I know, after five (5) months, how this tiny pink
and white Labrador pup opened so many doors to kindness,
I never ever expected, last January!

Copyright © Paula Larson | Year Posted 2017


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  1. Date: 5/24/2017 4:33:00 PM

    Wow I loved reading about the puppies. Thanks for sharing :)