You are a dog with big brown eyes –
Who watches me in all my guise –
You have your schedule that I know –
When you bug me it’s time to go –
There’s excitement in your eyes –
When I don my pants at sunrise –
The visions in your head are clear –
Open fields full of deer –
Oh how I wish I was a dog –
A midday nap against a log
Mr. Calico the feral cat –
Soaks up the sun on the mat –
He moves with the wind –
Then sits for awhile –
In tune with it all –
With his Cheshire smile
Early Morning Sunshine creeps Through crack in temple door Ah-Hah
Cloak of winter covers my life Tender thorns cause me strive Roots are deep yet unloved tonight as ravens peck with every flight there is no fear as dog stands near awakening my soul oh dear sunshine of spring soon to alight even a weed can flower that's right
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October 1, 1924 Climbing the cliff from the ocean below Only the mast remains Sardine ship suspended on reef Only the mast remains Save the cargo, Save the crew Only the mast remains Save the dog, Save the cat Only the mast remains All saved souls no longer here Only the mast remains
