Old Puppy

March 28, 2011
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Golden fur, once rusted red,
Is now tinged, a paled gray.
Your chocolate colored eyes
Dim, fade, glisten with your blindness.
Gentle kisses from your slimy mouth
Are fewer and fewer as the days continue.
Your master once rode you,
Painted you, the ferocious dragon,
Majestic stallion, in his mind.
Now, he’s got other things
Going through his head.
The cats you used to tease
Watch you with their round green eyes,
And sleep by your furry side.
My little puppy, once racing around,
Always kissing and watching and protecting,
Is slipping away from me.

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PJD17 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Apr. 24, 2011 at 9:50 am
Great job i liked this keep it up  could you please check out and comment on my poem What if we were a Dream  i would really appreciate the feedback
Kelsey B. replied...
Apr. 24, 2011 at 6:34 pm
Thanks so much! I'll definitely check your poem out :)
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