He stands tall, with dark beautiful eyes.
His coat is that of shiny black velvet.
Across fields in the moonlit sky, he soars.
Leaps with grace and vigor.
We call him Blaze, our choice, no,
he once belonged to another.
Abuse he faced, in his previous home,
so I brought him to his brother.
Cheers for Blaze and Tiger. Animals are one of God's precious gifts to humankind.. They love us even when we are quite unloveable. Charming poem, Melvina. Kindest regards, Sandra
Melvina just as good as Tiger great to have them as pals. I would like yo to read The cat that came to tea! when you get time I just adore poems about animels thsi was Blase of a poem cheers Sylvie
I can tell that I would like Blaze and Tiger! Good poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Mel, what a lovely poem about your dog. As a over of animals it always warms me to hear of stories where an abused animals find a loving new home. Have three rescue cats of my own I feel touched when other people bring poor abused animals into their home and give them the love they deserve. Top marks and thanks for sharing it my friend. David