tug 12 Saturday Dec 2020 Posted by Bill Bisgood in Haiku, poem, Poetry, Thoughts ≈ 11 Comments Tagsdog, Haiku, pet, poem, Poetry, sorrow found dog’s old collar even after five years gone a tug of heartstrings Share this:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
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So sorry, they sure get under your skin.
Thank you, wouldn’t have it any other way.
The love between us and dogs can run so very deep.
It certainly is a wonderful thing.
We have an ornament with a photo of our Peachy. Not sure when our boys will let us put it away.
Good for you, and them. I recently found an old photo of my first dog, Tip, born when I was two and died on my sixteenth birthday, still part of me.
This is so beautiful even in its sadness. The double use of “tug” was perfect. It conveyed two images. A lot of meaning in one word, Bill.
Thank you, LuAnne, that’s kind of you.
((hugs)) I understand that grief, Bill. The ones we loved never go away from our hearts and minds.
(Hugs) No, never, important heartache. Merry Christmas, Susi.
The same to you, Bill! ❤