Walkin’ the Mutt…
Sometimes pukin’ my guts,
My life does sometime hit ruts,
I give to many quite a few buts,
We all got assholes, they do split our butts…
Time to reflect,
When walkin’ the mutt,
Glad I do not belong to some dog less sect
Who would give me my muse, that’s right who would I then use?
Turning left, then right, trying to find the light,
The light of knowledge, the light of faith,
Anything I would be happy to find, except that of a wraith,
The dog does contribute his share; he does help me to have no care,
Speaking to the trees up above, the sky beyond that, to animals in their lairs…
Learning what I can when I can, a lifetime of truth,
Passing it on to those that will listen,
From tears my face does seem to glisten,
Why do I cry, I know not, just ignore this my general genus condition…
© ed ~ 2/13/05
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(((HUGS))) to you and rufie; happy valentine's day to you two!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your tx. friend, karen lynn. :D
(((HUGS))) to you and Rufuz. :)
I echo Tinka--
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :)
Smile and hug Rufuz and be happy you are loved by many!!
Including me!!
Love Tinka
Something to be extremely glad about, my friend - and I'm sure Rufuz is extremely glad about that, too. And all any of us can do is learn when we can.