Dead Dogs

By
Alicia Miller
 on July 1, 2008 4:38 PM | | Comments (0)

OK, I wrote a poem last year and my teacher loved it. Well here it is:

I heard him cry, While I was passing by. He started to bark as loud as a crow. And then it was as silent as snow. I started to cry, Feeling feeble inside. But I knew he was gone. Gone from his home. I bowed my head, So I wouldn't see him dead. I looked up And he was curled up like a tea cup.

I don't really like this poem and I think it is so sad. :'(

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