The dog was happy in the yard,
Enjoyed to play around.
It was a conscientious guard
Of this small village ground
Its owner was a generous guy,
Gave regularly food,
Its chain was on an old tree tied
And life was always good.
But fate struck down with evil fist,
Its owner fell down dead
And destiny became a mist
For truthful house pet.
And in the can there was no food
And chain was awful strong,
It tried to break it as it could,
But things went awful wrong.
Perhaps it is a nature’s law
For these ones who will search,
That it is safer not to know
Where is the freedom’s verge.
Tanya, So beautiful, so Innocent
I remember when she was born
She look so tiny in her Mother’s arms
Her Dad stood by her
and there we were smiling with great delight.
Then she became one year old.
She still had the innocent baby smile on her face
She cried and we gave her milk,
She follows our movements with her tiny eyes.
Now she is five.
She tells stories and reasons out,
Asks questions and most of the time
chooses the food that she wants to eat.
She learned to say no and say yes, spell words and express herself.
So innocent and so beautiful!
With her long black hair over her shoulders,
her eyes shines and glows the evidence of youth.
We love her very much, We wish the innocence never go away.
She is so beautiful, so innocent.
By Elizabeth Acosta Kuntz
Copyright ©2008 Elizabeth Acosta Kuntz
You are only a far away stranger,
Who’s trying to enter my mind.
In the wildness you’re messing with danger,
For my nature you’re deaf, dumb and blind.
I am not an enjoyable pleasure.
Even if I am blessed with a beauty.
And my conscience you don’t have to measure,
It is only a terrible duty.
Stay away – I am happy in lonelyness,
In the noise I am losing my mercy.
I’m not asking for virtues or holyness,
In the ocean still sailors are thirsty.
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