Hi doggie, a poem.

Posted byEugene HardyPosted inMichiem, of the House of Woo, Personal Journal, PoetryTags:, , , , , , ,

Hi doggie next-door.
I wonder as you gaze at the rain
fall,

if you’ve ever been wet by it.
The discomfort, the glory of experience
being in it.

Have you ever chased other animals
for your survival?

Likely not I guess.

More likely, you’ve never,
like your ‘parents’ never had discomfort
or failure.

Alas, it is not your fault.

Like your owners,
are well feed
and bred….

Published by Eugene Hardy

Learning how to be a better human being through poetry, prose and my journal. Still working on a better life in San Diego, CA..... Truth is, I am just another human among eight billion other folks on planet Earth. I've been told that my poetry is dark. I practice poetry.