bella spent many years chained up in a small cage and now is free as a bird.
she has a beautiful nature and bears no malice.
Bella
A dog as dark as nightOld as her grey muzzle
Delighted to attempt
To greet me.
She is not bitter
Or muscular.
Enjoying her unbelievable freedom
She licks my hand swaying.
Every day getting slightly stronger...
Still though when you have to leave her
She poses back to her old life...
Sat down and staring far away.
We sing to her of love and trust
She perhaps believes us...
I think that is what she would like to say
Now she is in our clutches.
She is our duchess...
As such she will never be far away
She will be roaming as far as she needs.
Poetry by jenks
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Written on 2009-08-07 at 04:37
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