Frienship Poem by RIC BASTASA

Frienship



outside
the morning is very cold
as i open the
door
our dog is there
lying on the
rug

the way he waggles
his tail
convinces me
that he may now
enter the kitchen
of the house

he gets his favorite
bone

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
Close
Error Success