I'll check the weather
But I believe I heard it's going to rain today
I will use and excuse not to go outside
It's too painful without you
The hole in my heart is getting wider
As the blisters on my feet hurt even more
I miss you dearly
I knew the decision I made
Would break my heart
However, I couldn't let you suffer
......
These are poems about animals and nature...
The Arrival of the Sea Lions
by Michael R. Burch
The sound
of hounds
resounds in the sound.
......
I remember the happiness
You brought
With the summertime warmth
Going up that street
Then walk faster home
I remember those rainy days
Where we would lie on the bed
Eating popcorn and watching
True Crime shows that I loved
Then, I would wake you up for hug
......
My dog slops water
with urgent abandon
like a prize pig from teeming troughs
The prosody of his play is
Loose and wild —
He seizes the dog park by the neck
A rabbit darts across our path
And murder fills his heart,
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These are poems about dogs and doggerel about dogs...
Dog Daze
by Michael R. Burch
Sweet Oz is a soulful snuggler;
he really is one of the best.
Sometimes in bed
he snuggles my head,
though mostly he plops on my chest.
......
I remember the happiness
You brought
With the summertime warmth
Going up that street
Then walk faster home
I remember those rainy days
Where we would lie on the bed
Eating popcorn and watching
True Crime shows that I loved
Then, I would wake you up for hug
......
I'll check the weather
But I believe I heard it's going to rain today
I will use and excuse not to go outside
It's too painful without you
The hole in my heart is getting wider
As the blisters on my feet hurt even more
I miss you dearly
I knew the decision I made
Would break my heart
However, I couldn't let you suffer
......
Dogs have joy correct -
They find it in the mundane.
A walk as good as vacation.
These are poems about dogs and doggerel about dogs...
Dog Daze
by Michael R. Burch
Sweet Oz is a soulful snuggler;
he really is one of the best.
Sometimes in bed
he snuggles my head,
though mostly he plops on my chest.
......
Going up the hill that we once climbed
The autumn leaves were falling like tears
Remembering how people greeted us
As though were royalty
I miss having you follow me
Like a little lamb was my pleasure
It is what I miss dearly
You were my sweetie, my world
And the emptiness cannot br filled with poetry
Though, I am still typing
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