As I stare into you blind, cataract covered eyes,
And gently pat your head,
I remember.
I remember all those years ago
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Nice poem Lynne. and you are lucky with the dog...My Music teacher's dogs were part of her strategic plan to keep us in a permanent state of fear...Imagine two huge Bull Dogs growling at you each time you struck a wrong note! !
Lol I thought this poem was a little funny... It is weird how life changes through the years though... and your poem makes me wonder why now...?