RiverA Poem by NicoleMy puppy: an english pointerRiver White and brown; like my coffee and cream with sapphire eyes; like the skies in a dream The runt of the litter, but, the cutest of all a proud hunter, don't judge him just cause hes small He lies in the sunshine happy as can be then, snuggling in my lap he falls fast asleep Career: man's best friend, gun dog part time a wonderful companion, his instincts sublime Immediately he points, at the sight of a bird, a squirrel, pigeon feather, an animal heard Proud and adventurous, king of out west by the river or field, always on a quest
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