I think that I shall never see a poem lovely as a boy and a dog under a tree.
My eyes are moist…it’s hard to see this boy and dog under their tree…my tears of joy have blinded me, for a stronger love I’ll never see!
November 20, 2013
My eyes are moist…it’s hard to see this boy and dog under their tree…my tears of joy have blinded me, for a stronger love I’ll never see!