The old dog drags his tired
body into his familiar curl beside
my chair, sighs heavily and enters
once again that dream where
he runs carefree and painlessly
through the sweet meadow grass,
a meadow known only to him and the
suddenly-young man following.
--
body into his familiar curl beside
my chair, sighs heavily and enters
once again that dream where
he runs carefree and painlessly
through the sweet meadow grass,
a meadow known only to him and the
suddenly-young man following.
--
2 comments:
a nice recap through your dog's slumber; good approach
much love...
Thank you, Gillena - and thank you for your read and comments - you're appreciated!
War
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