This is a poetic kind of short story,
about an owner who can't walk out
I promised my dog that we would walk,
It's our special bonding, now it became a lame talk.
We both have different reasons,
And different excuses every seasons.
Im in a hurry to get on the train,
Not to be wasted by the drops of rain.
Sometimes Im just too lazy all day,
Or busy spending my working pay.
She got colds and doesn't feel right,
It's new year and she got fire crackers fright.
She has puppies to protect and feed,
She tends to fight with another breed.
Created: May 06, 2017vinz242gabiola Document Media