Pink and Black

A poem about my dog actually

Pink and black, an unusual combination, yet she wears it with much determination

A master of deceit or so I have been believed to thought, to love her the way she is or naught

Her eyes would track with contemplation, I wonder what she thought

Innocent, she seems

but wait until the day she dreams

The day she sees what this world really means

A matter of mind over object and you too will see

Just how special she is to me 

Author's Note

just brutal truth, pretty new to writing poetry

Reviews

[laura]

Wow, this is deep show of emotion of love. Great job, I love it. :)