All day Rhea
Just sleeps-sleeps-sleeps
When she's not asleep
She's outside chasing
The squirrels up the tree
Running around
In circles because
Rhea's only three
When she dreams-
She dreams of another
Dog named Clyde
But Clyde likes
To hide in his
Sleep
So I'm not sure
If Rhea & Clyde
Will ever meet
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sometimes the best of friends may Never meet either personally or complete But each will always know each other.