I worked at a boisterous animal shelter, which wasn't too far from my home,
That filled days with barks, meows and singing, like green wilderness zones.
I loved working with the various animals, and wished they could all be mine;
Just as stars collect celestial beauties, anytime favorable conditions combine.
Yet, I still enjoyed watching the animals, going off to the new, loving abodes,
Meowing happily and tails wagging, and setting out upon life's various roads.
Mine was a family of animal lovers, as they'd always been a part of our lives;
......
Under a maple tree
the dog lies down,
Lolls his limp
Tongue, yawns,
Rests his long chin
Carefully between
Front paws;
Looks up, alert;
Chops, with heavy
Jaws, at a slow fly,
......
The little toy dog is covered with dust,
But sturdy and stanch he stands;
And the little toy soldier is red with rust,
And his musket molds in his hands.
Time was when the little toy dog was new
And the soldier was passing fair,
And that was the time when our Little Boy Blue
Kissed them and put them there.
"Now, don't you go till I come," he said,
......
Still dark.
The unknown bird sits on his usual branch.
The little dog next door barks in his sleep
inquiringly, just once.
Perhaps in his sleep, too, the bird inquires
once or twice, quavering.
Questions---if that is what they are---
answered directly, simply,
by day itself.
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I worked at a boisterous animal shelter, which wasn't too far from my home,
That filled days with barks, meows and singing, like green wilderness zones.
I loved working with the various animals, and wished they could all be mine;
Just as stars collect celestial beauties, anytime favorable conditions combine.
Yet, I still enjoyed watching the animals, going off to the new, loving abodes,
Meowing happily and tails wagging, and setting out upon life's various roads.
Mine was a family of animal lovers, as they'd always been a part of our lives;
......
Once, I was passing by
an old post office about to die
and saw a dog who was shy
the dog made a very appealing cry,
from his little black glowing eyes
It was such a strange feeling...
was happy to have a friend like him
but sad for the person who left him
......
My name is Roscoe...
This is my very own poem...
I recently moved to Chestnut Street...
To my very own new home...
I belong to Josie and Henry...
They’ve moved here with me, too...
We’re excited about our new home...
It has two patios, who the heck knew...
......
Found out my dog can’t get the surgery he needs because of a worsening heart condition. Going forwards, it’s just about making him comfortable until the end, which the vet said could be 3 weeks to a year. My work is having a zoom party and we are supposed to show the thing we most value and explain why. It’s obviously going to be my dog and this is the poem I wrote (first ever written).
At first it was hard,
To have much regard,
For the pile of hair,
That shook in despair.
Pitiful thing,
His eyes in full swing,
From left to right,
......
he opened another beer
and sat on
the couch
but turned off the TV
He watched the kid
The kid was on his knees
before the coffee table
busy with
......