soil to sky I climb
this wild soul can breathe again
hear the mountain sigh
About the Creator
My furry friend
When I first saw you I thought you were the cutest dog I’ve seen. Especially those floppy ears of yours and the little boot like feet with the white print on them. I knew you would bring us joy but, I had no idea how much. With that feisty personality of yours howling at me, when I first get up going to the cabinet to get a treat first thing in the morning or want to go for a walk which in our house we have to say W otherwise you go crazy and start whining if we don’t go right away. I love how when you’re happy your tail doesn’t just wag it also spins which, I find quite unusual. Being able to play all by yourself in the back yard and how athletic you are you’ve got such great skill. Running, prancing, and rolling around catching squirrels and birds. Going for nice long walks, hikes then go to your bed and get covered with your blanket when it’s cold and putting up with your brother over the years tormenting you saying, Elsa go upstairs every night with your tail between your legs.
By Jennifer lindquistabout 14 hours ago in Poets
From ad men to mad men
It's after 2am in the morning when a local police patrol vehicle in Northern New Jersey spots a figure costumed as Quasimodo, The Hunchback of Notre Dame, proceeding southbound on the sidewalk along Lydecker Street. Though the hunchback’s costume stuffing offers added insulation, it's January, and friggin’ freezing. Carefully, the officers slow down, gently question the subject, and offer him a ride home.
By David W. Maury5 days ago in Humor
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