It became cold
The day that Al died
Sunshine with gale
The grass swaying.
Birds fought for food
On the dirty street corner
The dumper trucks noisy
In the distance.
I turned inside out
Remembering the laughs
Lifes good times and bad
The day that Al died.
Reunited with Sam
One true master
One true friend
The day that Al died.
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nephilim56 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: A dear friend who died young not long after the death of his beloved dog Sam
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Comments2
A sensitive write N.
many thanks
Beautiful, I appreciate the loss of both . ❤️
thanks
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