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Thu 12 Feb, 2004 05:45 pm
She's all alone in the corner
Little dog by her side
Hands around the cup
To take the cold away.
Look at her face with a tear in my eye
Old shoes badly worn
One without a lace
Walks for hours on end.
Won't take a bus
Should I give her money?
She wouldn't take it anyway
Proud lady can't offend.
She stand in the pouring rain
With dog faithful friend
I didn't see her all this week
In the cafe or anywere.
Something's wrong I must inquire,
She could be ill,
Living alone
I'll never forget that sad day.
Proud lady passed away
The only thing I could give her,
Was flowers on her grave.
so sad. So lovely.
..You are getting better, my friend.
That's really good. Great ending too.
thank you to you both Leety your comments keep me going. I am learning ans still hopefully improve