• Lara Reis

The German Shepard and the Lake.

There was a mere hidden in the garden

Of the woman who was to be my warden.

But since I wasn’t even close to ten,

That tiny pool was to my senses

An infinite lake filled with magic and flowers

And some strange fish and other greens.

I enjoyed strolling, dancing around

Holding on to my tiara and wand.

You walked beside me as a good hound

In fear that my daydream

It would push me down the stream.

And I always wonder even after you went away

If you could understand my words when I say,

From your pointy ears and waggly tail,

That even if I wasn’t older than ten

I could swim better than a mermaid princess.

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