Saturday 12 September 2009


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Walking bored without an aim
Under the bridge my whole life changed
Hearing your bark so sad I felt
And crying wished to see your face
Your eyes sparkled like dark nights
And suddenly you tossed your cry
There was the moment when I said
Hey, come with me, now you are safe.

2 comments:

  1. Hi!

    This is a nice poem! I did like it!
    I imagined the dog in the street alone, and then he had a home! That is great!

    Have a nice week!

    Byee!

    Batgirl!

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  2. Dear Whateva!

    You're so tender (: I just love the way you take care of animals. What can I add? very well done, my friend. I hope to see another ART ATTACK soon!

    Ale.

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