My Beauty Girl

 

 

If ever I wished for a friend
to hold and kiss and cuddle
Never would anyone be so
willing to stand for as long
as I needed her,
Never rushing to break free
of my loving embrace.
 

If ever I wished for a protector
to stand behind and peek through
the curtains
Never would anyone be so
willing to stand before me
to take on the danger
Never wavering in her determination
to give her life for me.
 

If ever I wished for a confidant
to hear mundane human troubles
Never would anyone be so
willing to stand beside me
with a strong shoulder to cry on
Never holding back the depth
or power of her unconditional love.
 

If ever I wished for a dog
to play with and walk with
Never would anyone be so
willing to give me a smile, a wag
and join me in silly games
Never wishing she was somewhere else
with someone other than me.
 

In memory of Magic, my beauty girl.
 
 
 

Submitted: Tue, 23 Sep 1997 19:38:56
From: Karen Mayer <rottlover@syspac.com>


 

 Beware...

  Buyer beware the Breeder
  Who tells only of his best.
  Take the time to ask him,
  What happened to all the  rest.
  The ribbons and trophies  you see,
Tell part of a little story.
But there's more to a  good dog.
Than ribbons,  trophies and glory.
  Breeder beware the Buyer
  Who loudly does proclaim,
  How he loves the puppy,
  But will keep it on a chain.
  Puppy beware them both
  The Breeder who only seeks fame
The Buyer who would  destroy you
By keeping you on a chain.
                                    By...Carol Kufner 

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