Wednesday, August 19, 2015


PUPPY LOVE, II

                    Tucked in beside me now, our little puplet
                    Prompts me to write about her in this couplet.

                    It would not be the first verse she’s inspired;
                    It’s only her warm presence that’s required

                    And a winsome glance over her shoulder
                    To make me tell her what I’ve often told her:

                   That she’s the sweetest doggie in the world,
                   Looking up lovingly from where she’s curled.









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