Saturday, June 11, 2011

My Pup

Loving eyes catch mine
Tall ears flattened in respect
Lifelong friend of mine

Suddenly she turns
Her ears twitch with silent sound
Nose tipped to the wind

Hidd’n threats all around
She circles to protect me
Then leans in for love


Note: Poetry is not my favorite thing to write but this was the result of today's writing circle.

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