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Brown Eyes
by Olita T Williams
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Ever had a pet? They don't live as long as us. Memory of a dog I had.

Brown Eyes looking back at me.
Bright,intelligent, alive as can be.
Can we have fun? Can I run free?
A wet tongue lick and a tail wag for me.

But puppies grow up and there's work to be done.
And school days were here, no time to have fun.
Brown eyes just watched,did he understand?
He lay my my feet as the books fed my hand.

Then his tail would thump and I knew it was time
Then off in the bush. There were rabbits to find!
And there'd be mud and bushes so thick
Then to return and  my face to quick lick.

Brown eyes grew up and his steps grew slower
His eyes grew dimmer and I grew older.
He'd no longer have strength to run in the sun
And we'd both find the porch when the work was done.

My hand would fondle that proud old head
And we'd dream of the hunt and the lives we'd led.
But dogs don't live as long as a man
Though he shared my life for as long as he can.

Now I doze in the warmth of a setting sun.
And remember the joy of the hunt and the fun.
And still feel the tail wag and miss the quick licks
Goodnight my Brown eyes I miss you and your tricks.

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Reviewed by Regis Auffray
A touching and expressive write and a loving tribute well-shared, Olita. Love and best wishes to you,

Regis
Reviewed by JMS Bell
ALL I CAN SEE ARE THOSE BEAUTIFUL 'BROWN EYES' IN THIS WONDERFUL PORTRAIT THAT YOU'VE PAINTED. TENDER AND FULL OF LOVE FOR THAT 'SPECIAL' FRIEND WHO SHARED A LIFE WITH YOU AS LONG AS GOD ALLOWED. ENJOY THE FOND MEMORIES, OLITA. THANKS FOR SHARING THIS VERY WELL DONE WORK. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...
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