Searching For Lost Lizards
He would like some company.
Someone to play ball with.
Some white tail to chase
in the sun
and share a stick with.
Another head alongside him,
digging in the dirt
searching for lost lizards.
A furry body
wiggling back and forth
on its back
paws in the air.
A buddy.
A friend.
A co- conspirator,
who will share his dreams
and hs ploys.
He is no different than the rest of us.
We all want someone to play with.
Friday, April 21, 2006
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