Tess Poem by Nancy E Alcorn

Tess



Come over here sit down with me
The weather forecast to address
You look as though you want to flee….
I want you by my side sweet Tess

Why are you so ignoring “us”?
Why must you make such a fuss?
Brown eyes look down, I hear you moan
Ok, here have a doggy bone.

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Nancy E Alcorn

Nancy E Alcorn

Tacoma Washington
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