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Author Name: Freeoldguy 1 Comments
Date Added: May 04, 2010 19:05:16 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Courage


Please God, help me for I see hell
in the eyes of a mangy dog.
She crawled to my carport yesterday morn
nearly dead in the morning fog.
She laid her head on a cast out rug,
too weak to travel on,
a mud caked face and a shaking body
and her spirit almost gone.
Broken and bent, too weak to drink,
she stayed throughout the day.
I gave her water to show I cared,
but hoped she’d go away.
Night time came and with it peace
for the dog I could not see.
I’d heard her bark about one o’clock.
I cried for her … yes, me.
Me. The guy who shot the squirrels
the lizards and polliwogs,
and left their carcasses for all to see
drying on rotting logs.
I cried , yes me, for this was life,
too special to die this way.
In the morning mist I saw her spirit.
God put her here to stay.
I gave her food.  She gave me joy.
Who got the better deal?
She got warmth within her stomach.
her gratitude’s what I feel.
Her tail still wags, though her eyes cry,
her body’s still twisted and broken,
But now there’s hope in her teary gray eyes.
For two needing souls have spoken.




Author's Notes:
She showed up on our car port one night.  Later a Vet said had he seen her, he would have put her down.  She was that bad.  She might have had 100 hairs on her body and very little meat on her bones.  We turned her around but because our lease said no dogs we gave her to some friends.  About three months later we saw her again.  Part English sheep dog and part Husky.
She was beautiful
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Comments:
Comment By: FreeBrianna Burton on May 5, 2010 01:18:33 AM Report
That's so beautiful and sad, I loved it! The rhyme flow and everything, it's amazing.




 


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