Okay I know its been awhile since I posted - sowwy- but I now seek advice on a piece I just wrote! (first draft) critiques and otherwise are always welcome!
I look upon her face
and, deep into her eyes
I find a lonely place
her thick fur
damp from heavy rain,
as she stands in the center
of a once lively lawn
that's now just a maze of pain
I shall never forgive myself
for allowing her to depress
over such an inevitable mess
once there were five
now
it is only you and I
if only I could see in color
to tell her
of a beautiful blue sky
allowing her to smile
she now lies at the back door
seeking comfort from the past
failing to realize
that I am right here.



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