Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Puffers


Seasons changing
The leaves falling
Moon shining
My breath freezing

Grab my scarf
outta storage
smells like Puffers
My old companion

Memories of us
running through the park
The grass so green
the Leaves piled up

Your little dog smile
as you frolic along
hiding in the leaves
we play our own games

tired and sweaty
we return home
both in the shower
to wash away the germs

Holding you 
against my chest
Give me dog kisses
just to connect
smelling your little paws
A memory I can't forget

Winter's here again
the Leaves are brown
Maybe I'll see you
playing with some new friends

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