Our Simple Dog Poem by Robert Melliard

Our Simple Dog

Rating: 5.0


She wags her tail when we come home,
and jumps, and greets us gladly;
we've never seen her looking glum,
except when she was poorly.

She doesn't have to work, it's true,
or worry about bills and taxes.
But anyway, she seems more balanced,
psychologically, than us -
her more sophisticated owners.

Saturday, July 2, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: dogs
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mohammad Akmal Nazir 02 July 2011

It was an outstanding poem. Rich in imagery and style. Nice thoughts. I liked it very much. I voted it 10. Kindly read and also vote for my poem 'Abortion' on page 4.

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