Monday, January 9, 2012

Small Stone - Day 8

She's been gone over ten years
It's been raining for days
Today gray lays on top of gray
and all I wish for is the smell
. . .of wet dog
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5 comments:

  1. Tam Simply WritesJanuary 9, 2012 at 12:48 PM

    Mmmm...that takes you in. :))

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  2. Woodland RoseJanuary 9, 2012 at 2:48 PM

    Very very poignant in an understated way. Five stars!

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  3. Linda H.January 9, 2012 at 4:14 PM

    Awww...puppers! Losing a dog is like losing your childhood friend.

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  4. Terri L. FrenchJanuary 10, 2012 at 12:06 PM

    thanks for your comments girls!

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  5. Gemma WisemanJanuary 17, 2012 at 12:39 PM

    It's good to keep the memories of a beautiful friend! Strange how certain natural events press the memory button! Beautiful!

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