Little warm bodies rolling and wriggling A bundle of black fur with small wet noses The littlest one leaps out the pack with a proud wobble and looks at me In those sherry eyes and defiant stance I have found my match, my furry little…
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Little warm bodies rolling and wriggling A bundle of black fur with small wet noses The littlest one leaps out the pack with a proud wobble and looks at me In those sherry eyes and defiant stance I have found my match, my furry little…