Isabelle Poem by Christopher Cariad
Isabelle
How can this be living,
Face down on the carpet
Just laying there being attacked by
a playful blue eyed Husky/Australian Shepard mix puppy.
All she's wanting is to spend time with her dad.
Working his life away
Wanting to be successful,
Wanting to be the best.
To have enough money to build a life,
Forgetting the joy
that is of living.
Residing in the eyes of a cute little puppy.
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