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Trey - Form of the week, write an Endecha
Trey
He lay, his head on my lap,
his pained blue eyes begged, I stay.
I stroked his fur, calmly spoke
while he closed his tired eyes and slipped away
The moan came from deep within
First I didn't recognize
the soulful sound came from me.
Then sobs wrenched my chest and tears poured from my eyes.
~~Judi Van Gorder
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