Friday, 20 August 2021

    Dog


Don’t challenge his growls,

said the man with no face. 

Look down on the ground,

be humble, not brave.


Don’t cry if you fall,

the blind girl explained.

The field’s full of dog shit,

so don’t touch your eyes.


I loved my pet doggy,

the dead baby cries.

We all loved him so much

until the day that I died.


https://www.thequiverreview.in/2021/08/poems-by-lynn-white.html


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