Poems > Collection > Love and Loss
She left him again today
This time she swears its for real
Although they will still have to see each other because of the dog, but I should of course be able to understand this.
The dog is after all part his.
It occurs to me how much a heart is like a dog.
Some are bought, but most found broken and forgotten at some charitable roadside establishment.
And I all I do when I hear the news is wag my tail because unlike the dog I am regretably all hers!