Elena Plotkin


There Will Always Be A Place For You At My Table


There will always be a place for you at my table.
You’ll never have to eat scraps off the floor.
There will always be a bed for you in my gable.
You’ll never have to sleep on the hard floor.
There will always be enough hot water to run your bath.
You’ll never have to be dirty that others will laugh.
There will always be a place for you right next to me,
You’ll never have to worry, my darling puppy.

(c) 2013 Copyright Elena Plotkin

Submitted: Friday, August 16, 2013
Edited: Friday, March 07, 2014

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