Living larger than life
I am a dog and to the
wonderment of no flees
Under the big azure blue
with soothing sunsets and
gasping sunrises to share
sometimes comes a wind to
wag my tail with a cause
to romp and play outside
my house from just a pat
on my head
Stroke me if you will
then you can feel the love to be continued
For I am and will be your
loyal companion with
every heartbeat until I'm
called to that rainbow
bridge crossing into
doggie heaven
(c) Dog House View
25August2012
Vivian L Dawson
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Reviewed by Rory Dall (Reader)
Reviewed on September 5, 2012
This rather stands on its head the meaning of "dog house" that is familiar with most guys these days. You have captured the essence of man's relationship with his best friend.
Dogs are by nature gregarious, when we treat them as part of the family, they think we are their pack. Your poem brings out the best in everything dog. Your picture brings out the creative trying to be a dog.
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Whoops, I'm in the doghouse again!
Ron
this is sweet and funny..
and unusual, and i like unusual
john
Deborah
Cute poem of delightful doggie canter. Keegan loves this house.
He says "dogs should only live there." A smile on his face and mine.
Lady Mary Ann
truer companion can one have but that of
this faithful friend.
Lovely
Love and Light
Lily
budd