Wed, May 31st - 6:06AM
the tops of the trees sway back and forth
the sun begins to shine
and moves the shadows from the branches
all along the ground
the wind is warm and gently blowing
the ground is moist with dew
and all the time the flowers grow
up towards the sky so blue.
and as we walk along the path,
and i reach down to pet your neck
that is damp with running breath
your eyes look up at me to ask
do we have to go back just yet?
cant we stay alittle longer
while while i run and chase the butterflys
that come up to me and fli taway.
can we alittle longer stay?
'' fetch! ''
i yell, as i throw a stick,
you run as if there was a race
, and with your tongue lolling out you splash
into the brackish lake
and grab the stick that i had thrown
and bring it back to me-
show off!
and i can tell you are laughing at my pace,
''why i only have 2 legs - not four'',
thats why you are ahead of me once more.
now its time to head on back
to the place we dread so much
not knowing what we will find
when the work is over and then he'll come
where we sit crouching on the bed
wondering how it ever got this bad.
please dog
go outside and hide
and i will be ok.
just dont come out till again he leaves
then ill know you are safe that way.
you are the only one who cares for me
and shows me real true love
what would i do if you were gone?
id dry up and die like those leaves
we walked thru this morning ,
which once was so very pretty
but now they are trampled on.
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