Her Pal Poem by John Chvirko
Her Pal
Grandma
has a big fat dog
he looks like a
furry old log
loves to curl up on the floor
and warm her feet
even more than
a tasty treat - but
there're no more walks
like before - just
out in the yard alone
through the back door
then lays on the porch
on the soft tattered mat - and
dreams of the day he treed
the swift grey cat
how he misses the swift grey cat
how he loved the swift grey cat
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3/15/2026 5:24:14 AM # 1.0.0
Beautiful sketched details. I can feel the warmth of Grandmas place.