One Year Old Poem by Paul Reed

One Year Old



From shaky beginnings
And with furiously-beating heart
I opened my life’s innings
I stood at the very start;

Fate has guided my path
To end in these tender hands,
I lie gently in the aftermath
Looking out over grassy lands;

For now I know who to rely upon
From being lost and cast away,
The clouds of yesterday have gone
Tomorrow is a brand new day.

One Year Old
Wednesday, October 21, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: dogs
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