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 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 little notebooks,
with lined paper so blue like the sea,
With words of my thoughts upon its pages that have gotten me through so much hardship.
Every snowflake falls from the sky,
They dance merrily in the wind, as they fly,
And I see each snowflake, and I wonder why?
Why are they so different? As they come down from sky high.
Dear sun,
Dear winds,
Dear world,
If you hear my plea, I ask of your help.
I’m losing my grip,
I’m falling,
Comments
A lovely ode and response to this challenge. Keep writing!
Thank you so much!
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