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Talking To You

Talking To You

Every once in a while I stop by and I say "Hey",

Where I talk to you about my life usually on my worst days,

And I know it's been a while, though, I guess life lately hasn't been going my way,

But you know I'll always love you as you'll be my best friend to my final day,

I still miss you, and sometimes I know it might seem I don't have much to say,

Just, it's still so hard to believe that I'm talking to a grave

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lodigiana

Anyone who has ever loved a pet knows exactly what you are saying..Tough times my friend. you must read some of Larry Rans poetry as he recently lost his treasured dogs and I know you will findΒ  a soul mate there. My sympathies with you and thank you for sharing this in such a beautiful poetic way.
Lodigiana xx

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Tony Taylor

Hey BRYAN!!....... this is such a fine testament to a beloved friend!!..... the final line works beautifully!!.........I have only recently found a dog in my family and despite my skepticism the dog and I are actually getting along REALLY well........ an absolutely lovely and caring write!!........ALL STARS!!....... well done dear poet brother!!......LOVE & ROCKETS!!.........T xo ??✴?

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Barbara Niedan

I can’t say enough about the beauty of animals.I miss mine more than I miss someΒ 
people that I have known.Sending you bright days and sloppy dog kisses.

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