
Hound
Once loved for his tricks,
And Cherished for his skills,
Challenged by his brittle bones,
Is soon replaced by one of his own,
Now neglected, he pines,
Listless and dies.
His lifeless body; an abode for flies
By: Shashi Moore
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Hound
Once loved for his tricks,
And Cherished for his skills,
Challenged by his brittle bones,
Is soon replaced by one of his own,
Now neglected, he pines,
Listless and dies.
His lifeless body; an abode for flies
By: Shashi Moore
Posted on January 15, 2013 at 9:15 PM in Poetry, Shashi | RSS feed | Reply | Trackback URL
So sad 😦
In deed. Hound is a reminder to all animal lovers, to continue to love the old while they enjoy the new. Thank you.
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