Apr 2020
I use to have a dog,
but now he’s gone away.
Now my days feel like fog
cause I miss him everyday.
He didn’t go to his maker,
not that I know of.
Instead, he ran away,
leaving me sadder than a turtle dove.
but now he’s gone away.
Now my days feel like fog
cause I miss him everyday.
He didn’t go to his maker,
not that I know of.
Instead, he ran away,
leaving me sadder than a turtle dove.
This is one of my before 2003 poems. I believe this one was published before. One of my first published poems. It was about my dog named Milow that ran away.
