Challenge
make my heart ache
poetry/prose.
Lost
A melting cardboard box,
In a lonely alley,
Dozens of footsteps pass by,
But know one stops,
To help those who need care,
To world is to cruel,
To even take a look,
Pitiful yaps comes from inside,
Those who glance over might see,
The pale brown eyes,
Once full of hope,
But no longer,
Of a skinny mother dog,
And her 3 babies,
Too far gone to growl,
As one by one,
Her puppies are picked up,
And taken away,
She thinks she will soon be gone,
By atlas,
A bearded man,
With the kindest eyes,
Picks her up as well,
And carries her throw the sky,
To forever watch down on her children.
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