We may not be twins,
But always we’re friends,
Paw in paw we traverse life,
We both show proudly our grins…
We both are of each other in love,
He protects me, and I him,
If over a precipice he is shoved,
I am right there to pull him back from the brink,
Then we go and for the night we drink…
Apart you can’t tell us,
Even though different colors we are,
On his right rear leg he has a scar,
One that I gave him when pups we once rode in a car…
© ed 3/7/08
Love Tinka
Friends commraderie, nothing but teh BEST!
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Write On!
Warmest Blessings and Inner Peace, Warrior Purple Lady Sweet Shexooo
STay Positive!
Keep up the great gift you have..
Ron
Visited Uncle Bruce las fall at his Kentucky retirement retreat. He still has an immaculate white Caddy, but his colorful dogs are gone for the Doberman kind.
Ron
And I do have a copy, Mom gave me one...and thanks for the Christmas gift, but don't tell you know who.
Georg
Happiness
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Regis
This is all the way live!!!
Axilea
Ted
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Did Mom give that to you? How come you have all the best stuff? Where the heck is my copy? And that scar has never really healed. But I forgive you.
PS Have you got my Christmas Present yet??!!