I got a dog named Lady at the cottage one year. I loved her so very much, she really was a dear. She loved her new home, in ravine she did run
By Bill Bain4 years ago in Poets
My dog Sammy got a sweater for christmas. He loved to wear it, it gave him class. It kept him warm in january chills, especially on the windy hills.
Tall, short, wide, slim. She, they, them, him. White, black, brown, green. Happy, sad, nice, mean. Rich, poor, housed, street.
Colors are colors, people are not people are people, some badly taught distrust for others not quite the same for all things bad, they get the blame
By Bill Bain5 years ago in Poets
