Monday, January 31, 2011
Monday, January 24, 2011
A Puppies Sense
Have you ever heard a puppy?
It's yipping and yapping, whining for it's mother
Have you ever felt a puppy?
Soft yet scratchy, radiating heat from the life bubbling inside
Have you ever smelled a puppy?
Traces of dust and leaves, the scent of it's second mother
Have you ever tasted a puppy?
Chewy and tangy, it has a bad after taste
Have you ever seen a puppy?
It's rambunctious and hyper, a small form of the beautiful animal it will become
It's yipping and yapping, whining for it's mother
Have you ever felt a puppy?
Soft yet scratchy, radiating heat from the life bubbling inside
Have you ever smelled a puppy?
Traces of dust and leaves, the scent of it's second mother
Have you ever tasted a puppy?
Chewy and tangy, it has a bad after taste
Have you ever seen a puppy?
It's rambunctious and hyper, a small form of the beautiful animal it will become
My Life as a...
It begins suspended high in the air
Then, swoosh, I drop down un
down o c
down and b e
Now, I'm sandwiched between to hard, wood sticks
Next, I am gliding on a white, cold surface running
I hear a swish, swish and feel a jolt
I whiz through the air and fly into a soft netting
Once I touch the ground I hear a buzz
Then it's over, all too quickly
Then, swoosh, I drop down un
down o c
down and b e
Now, I'm sandwiched between to hard, wood sticks
Next, I am gliding on a white, cold surface running
I hear a swish, swish and feel a jolt
I whiz through the air and fly into a soft netting
Once I touch the ground I hear a buzz
Then it's over, all too quickly
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