How can I feel blue
When that’s a color of you
Holding me in time
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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A Dart at Dusk
Seconds ago, the sullen sun set on the two of us… my exuberant furry companion and me. A fresh breeze embraces us, delivering welcome relief from the day’s oppressive heat. His typical stumbling and staggering along — apace with a sloth — has turned into trip-trapping, high-stepping, almost skipping along.
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶6 days ago in Petlife
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So true, what's holding you. Write more on this beautiful bond you have please!
This is perfectly precious!
He is so precious and what a beautiful Haiku poem 💙
Awesome!!!💕😊💖
Oh goodness. He has such gorgeous eyes, and your haiku was so touching. So lovely and sweet :)
This poem is almost as beautiful as his eyes.....almost.
Beautiful, great minds think alike. ❤️