River

River

A Poem by Nicole
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My puppy: an english pointer

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River

White and brown; like my coffee and cream

with sapphire eyes; like the skies in a dream

The runt of the litter, but, the cutest of all

a proud hunter, don't judge him just cause hes small

He lies in the sunshine happy as can be

then, snuggling in my lap he falls fast asleep

Career: man's best friend, gun dog part time

a wonderful companion, his instincts sublime

Immediately he points, at the sight of a bird,

a squirrel, pigeon feather, an animal heard

Proud and adventurous, king of out west

by the river or field, always on a quest


Nicole

© 2010 Nicole


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I like how this piece flows together.
Excellent write.

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Added on November 25, 2010
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