Post by Lord of the Dance on Aug 4, 2005 12:35:27 GMT -5
I have a poem about Champ...
It doesn't rhyme XD
~Joy~
I lay there, worry, stress, and sadness
shadowing my face.
In a burst of light and laughter,
he is suddenly there.
He hugs me, pokes me,
and tells me nothing's wrong.
Then, he proceeds to clamber up my back.
His little 2-pound body sits on my shoulder,
and he grins.
Not a care in the world.
It doesn't rhyme XD
~Joy~
I lay there, worry, stress, and sadness
shadowing my face.
In a burst of light and laughter,
he is suddenly there.
He hugs me, pokes me,
and tells me nothing's wrong.
Then, he proceeds to clamber up my back.
His little 2-pound body sits on my shoulder,
and he grins.
Not a care in the world.
