Condescending smile
Devil-may-care strut
The hint of a child
Yet a mere mutt!
Fiendish lips twisted
In affected cruelty
Blue eyes suspended
In frozen vulnerability
She tossed her scanty mane
Perked her ravaged ear
Sniffed, unheeded she blew
Warmth into the cold air
"Love someone will ya", she
Whispered into a restrained soul
Slipped her back into her cage
Poured some treats into her bowl
There were things to do
Not much time to do them
But the smile lingered a while
To have gone just that much farther then
Wounds left scars
Neither could heal
But to begin a day thus
Was the best cut deal!
(c) VedicVerses
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