The Life of Said Dog

While pondering
the life of said dog,
the lack of intention
worries, wants,
the need for food,
and proper toys
the random cat,
the bird that flew,
sleep, and more sleep

I grew tired
of pondering said dog
and lay down beside him
while he dreamed of cats and balls
and fell asleep,
without a care in the world
lifting my head, only
when the food dish


Author: notthedane56

Blogging seems to have changed other people's opinion about me. Never would they have thought that I would take such a step to reveal my innermost thoughts in that way, but then not everyone is strong enough to understand such brilliant madness?

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