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My Old Dog
She is 17 years old,
How many dog years is that?
She is grey around the muzzle.
Very little body fat.
Chicken carcass fills her skin,
So fragile and so weak.
Blind blue opaque eye,
Her temperament so meek.
She sleeps stretched out,
Small brittle arthritic bone.
She twitches as she sleeps,
Time left now is life on loan.
She sleeps so soundly,
this warm summer...
Monday 19th June 2017 3:25 pm
For a Friend
I think life should be about caring, loving and trusting.
We should follow a life where we give what we can to others.
Not money but love, faith and understanding.
When friends are in their dark space we would shine out our torch of hope,
Provide an ear to help them cope.
Listen when they talk,
take time not to judge.
We should be better at listening,
Not pushing our views.
We shou...
Friday 9th June 2017 9:27 am
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