Poem -
Stray Dog
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Ā I'm looking through the eyes of a stray dog
It's cold and I'm hungry, then it's hot
I barely see through the fog some days
And myself is all that I've got
I don't have a mirror to see my eyes
My eyes don't want to be seen
I'm looking through the eyes of a stray dog
Who's living on the streets
I watch the way you look at me, I scavenge and I roam
I haven't eaten in days, my mouth is dripping with foamĀ
I'm looking through the eyes of a stray dog expressing my vision to you
I'm wondering Ā if you appreciate, the eyes your looking through
2020
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Comments
I got goosebumps at the end, as I could see the dog wandering around in search of warmth, love and food. There is quite the epidemic of homeless and unwanted animals in our world. Lovely poem!Ā
Thank you Katina,We People have a much better view through our eyes... appreciate.....
Thanks again