Where did he go?

April 7, 2017

Where did he go?
A bright yellow dog shouldn’t be
hard to find in the brown and green woods.
Still I keep calling his name and think,
Where did he go?
The woods are full of life;
Leaves rustle, birds chirp, little critters scurry about.
My dog could be anywhere, and I keep asking myself
Where did he go?

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