Little Lady - Poem by Megan Ayscue
My dog barks, makes me happy.
It makes me forget about my life.
How everything is far from good, it’s chappy.
Like a double-edged knife.
I look at the sky, I look at the trees.
My life catches up to me.
I love and I hate, my life has keys.
No one just wants to see.
There is a door.
I open it, and inside is the dark.
I step inside, fall into dark lore
Before I am brought back by my dog’s bark.
Life is ever revolving for me.
Why does no one ever want to see?
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