Precious Poem by black man
Precious
She was Precious to me,
The only thing that made me happy.
Everywhere together we went,
It was like from god she was sent.
Usually I keep her close,
But one day I forgot her rope.
Down the road comes a land rover,
then suddenly her life was all over.
My little brother said 'Precious went to bed.',
But I knew my little doggy was dead.
I think you had a friend in that dog, I liked your poem, a very good write
Oh sweetheart! Hugs to you. I know how it feels and I would add - it's not your fault. t x
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/22/2024 2:32:33 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A precious poem indeed...on a precious pet....well penned