Her prayers had been answered…
‘Though Cupid’s soldiers had misheard
And instead of the body that she dreamed of
Stood before her something she did love
Large brown eyes to melt her heart of stone
Wet nose and mouth chewing a bone
A small furry bundle carved to perfection
‘He’ll open doors’, she thought in reflection
Fingernails painted with nowhere to go
She said, “Looks like you’re gonna be my new beau!”
His tail wagged as he scampered around
She scattered newspapers all over the ground
The fire in her heart, long since bled,
Ignited once more as she tickled his head.
Phew! This one took a little work – it should have been posted on Sunday!
so sweeeet! A forver bff to love – furry and four legged! 🙂
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Thanks, Jodi… worth waiting for!
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Wooff Woooff… 🙂 Sometimes the best friends to have.. 🙂 ❤
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Exactly, Sue… and so relaxing as well!
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A howling success!!! 😉
Good story poem Tom! 🙂
God Bless!
Prenin.
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Thanks, Prenin.. these words were a bit of a challenge!
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It’s not Valentine’s yet, is it? I usually push the boat out and buy mine a Mars Bar 🙂 🙂
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Not quite, Jo, but the terrible event is just around the corner. I’m not a fan, as you can probably tell… 😉
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That was probably me when I was a little wolf! 😉
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Quite possible, Icewolf… my mind tapped into something somewhere to write this one! 😀
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Yes…well having got to know a little bit of your mind lol it could easily have tapped into just about anything
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… and that’s only just touching the surface! 😀 😎
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lol 😂🙄😆😉
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Ahhh … the perfect Valentine. A loyal companion for her to love. Smiling ….
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Ahhh indeed, Isadora! 😀
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