Somehow
Unlike Sammy,
When you say ‘come’, Doggie goes.
And now, when Sammy is gone,
When you say ‘come’, Doggie comes.
(Foto: 2012.01.24)
2014.01.20
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FM:)
♥♥
Somehow
Unlike Sammy,
When you say ‘come’, Doggie goes.
And now, when Sammy is gone,
When you say ‘come’, Doggie comes.
(Foto: 2012.01.24)
2014.01.20
*************
FM:)
♥♥
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I remember Sammy.
Most gentle, gentle dog.
He liked tummy rub and treats.
I miss him, too.
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