Innocence Poem by Lamar Cole
Innocence
I remember watching some hogs grow nice and round.
And listening to their funny grunting sounds.
I even gave them names.
And felt like they were my pets playing games.
I was surprised and felt so sad and unstable.
When the funny hogs ended up in the smokehouse and on the dinner table.
Beautiful thinking. Innocence pours out of it. Thanks for sharing. X
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5/4/2024 2:26:56 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A beautiful poem on animals with nice diction. Actually the hogs are innocen and funny. Thank you dear Lamar for posting this.