Poetry Friday

Simply in a hurry. Very busy yesterday. Want to see Ginger today... But a poem for her. Ginger A simply silly Labrador With eyes all sparklehappy Retrieves without a second thought And plops upon my lap she Isn't small enough for that But how can I deny her She loves without a second thought I wish her nose were drier. by Donna JT Smith, Feb 8, 2019 Ha! There you go - a poem out of it at last. Gotta run. I'll let you know what "treat" she found to almost kill herself on. Well, it was a small pop gun ball. She evidently ate TWO of them. One she threw up along with a cotton rope knot and bread tie... then they found the other during surgery yesterday. She is healing, along with our bank account. Here it is...almost usable still...unlike my credit card. This is a Hog Wild Popper ball. Great fun, until they aren't! Find a Poem, read it up, all the day you'll happy up....(wait - that's a double up rhyme) with Laura today at