HowlA Poem by The Tea Party Mouse.This is dedicated to my last dog, Bruno, a French Mastiff. There is no doubt in my mind that dogs share the same lineage with wolves.Dig, captive dog Ignore the calls of your name The fence, under your jaws Breaks and comes away Beneath your massive paws The hard red earth moves Breathe, and just be free Shrug off your given role Be what you were meant to be What beats inside your heart Never-ending field and fiery sky The sun sets low into the lake Suddenly, your sharp yellow eye Spies prey in a flash of white and grey
Howl, free dog Mother Nature incites within, a flame © 2010 The Tea Party Mouse.Reviews
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