Kellen Poem by C.R. Blazo

Kellen

Rating: 5.0


I call him Kellen
Brick-red color
Black frosted ears
Tail puffed soft
He dances and prances
He yips and he yaps
Chasing, playing, rolling
The farmer's chickens disappearing
His home underground
Where his kits await.

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C.R. Blazo

C.R. Blazo

Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
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