A divine whisper
A voice in the storm
Either way
Holy Spirit blows on my soul
Inspiration
God breathed
Tuesday, July 30, 2013
Sunday, July 14, 2013
Friday, July 5, 2013
"Fido's First Fourth"
My humans stayed home today
I still woke them in my cold-nose way
But they went back to sleep!
After Bacon, we stood by the street
I didn’t get to play—or sniff
I had to sit, stay—quite stiff
A long line of strangers
Smelled a lot but no dangers
They waved bandanas on sticks
(Should’ve played fetch for kicks)
Later, stood around Box That Burns
Smelled so good—drooled and yearned
Tasted one: not at all bad
Just wish they wouldn’t call them that
Finally played—at the park!!
Chased a ball, tried not to bark
Big Yellow Ball went away
(They call it “night”: end of day)
Thought we would leave soon
Instead, bright lights and big booms
My people liked—even howled!
(I whined and...wetted a towel)
Home at last, Boy gave me a treat
Curled up on my bed—time. to. sleep.
I still woke them in my cold-nose way
But they went back to sleep!
After Bacon, we stood by the street
I didn’t get to play—or sniff
I had to sit, stay—quite stiff
A long line of strangers
Smelled a lot but no dangers
They waved bandanas on sticks
(Should’ve played fetch for kicks)
Later, stood around Box That Burns
Smelled so good—drooled and yearned
Tasted one: not at all bad
Just wish they wouldn’t call them that
Finally played—at the park!!
Chased a ball, tried not to bark
Big Yellow Ball went away
(They call it “night”: end of day)
Thought we would leave soon
Instead, bright lights and big booms
My people liked—even howled!
(I whined and...wetted a towel)
Home at last, Boy gave me a treat
Curled up on my bed—time. to. sleep.
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