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Written for Stormy Lady's Show Me Your Poetry and Win Contest |
BUDDIES Water lapped the edge of the shore in silent testimony of nature's call; He chose the night to walk alone for he had dreams not shared by all. So lost this soul who walked alone, not knowing which way to turn - Depression causing tears to flow, remorseful heart seemed to burn. Up ahead, the old dog sat alone, watching the aged man trudge on; A wag of tail, a perk of ears, he waited there in the coming dawn. The man saw the dog and smiled (for what he needed was a friend) and he began whistling a tune, starting to feel almost young again. The dog got up and slowly came near to the outreached hand of the man; he was almost smiling, as a dog will do, and a great new friendship soon began. Now late at night they walk together and as anyone can very plainly see; They are buddies, this man and dog, both are finally loved, sadness free. Countrymom 4/12/05 |