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Last Breath
January 1, 2018
The grass laid silent
on the wintered day
it was shaped
by Tim
Panting and confused
Tim laid
hypnotized
He watched me
eyes dripping as
he placed a paw
on my lap
He gave out a bark
then slowly dug his head
in my lap
Water dripped
on his face
but it wasn't raining
© Lindsay L., Snohomish, WA
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When I was younger, I had a dog named Tim. I always shared a special bond with Tim but it was sadly broken when he disappeared.
All I remembered was waking up to Tim gone and I was devasted. I still don't know what happend to him up to this day but I will never forget Tim.