My dog,
Her fur like snow,
She protects and loves us.
Her beautiful, gentle heart is,
Her shine.
Posted in response to the challenge Cinquain.
My gentle dog
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I see the invisible pain
They smile,
They laugh,
But in their eyes I see something,
A sadness,
A pain.
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Humanity is
We are the evil we have been afraid of, yet the hope we need to survive.
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The night
The crickets are chirping softly.
The moon is out,
Bright and glorious.
Cars race as fast as they can to get back home.
Comments
A lovely ode and response to this challenge. Keep writing!
Thank you so much!
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