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From A Pup Up
Contributed by
wrdz
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Saturday, 15th July 2006 @ 08:17:46 PM in AEST
Topic:
PetPoems
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From A Pup Up
As a puppy, she was Always playful, And in her own way, Always grateful.
When she Was one, She was Full of fun.
When she Was two, And I Was blue,
She always Found a way To make My day.
When she was three, With her around, It wasn't long Before I found
It was Not just me, But Mostly we.
When she Turned four, She seemed to Always want more.
When we went For a walk, With her eyes She would talk.
Seeming To say At the end Of the day,
"Everything is Alright." she'd Curl up on the bed Real nice and tight.
When she Was five, She seemed So alive.
On days when I Was lonely and blue, It seemed to turn out To be just us two.
We'd go For a walk And to her I would talk,
And with just her eyes, She seemed to say "Everything Will be Okay."
When she Was six, There was Quite a mix.
Somewhat quiet And somewhat somber, I would Often wonder....
(What drives This animal To maintain Her attitude?)
I later Found out What it was All about.
When she Was seven It was still Like Heaven.
Three months Before she was eight, The day came, I knew I would hate.
March 19, 1984, By seven p.m., Charmin was no more.
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wrdz
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2006-07-15 20:17:46] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: From A Pup Up
(User Rating: 1 ) by lillyjane on
Sunday, 16th July 2006 @ 06:02:01 AM AEST (User
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Its awful to lose your pet I lost two little chihuahuas 18 months ago and they died within two weeks of each other, one fretted for the other.. I still have one she is nearly 16 they all have different personalities I still miss them so know how you feel.. You can talk to them and they love you unconditionaly,
lovely poem.xx |
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