Dog

When I was at my lowest

I looked into your eyes and I saw pure love.  

You are hope with a fur

You are joy for you do not talk

and that is exactly what makes us

wonder with amusement

about what you are thinking

while you are not.  

You are enjoying your me time in the garden. 

 

 

Oumelrit 

 


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