cinnomanbay's Journal

little brown dog that follows me every where,i am your fan. in your big brown eyes i see ancient history,ages of wisdom in those eyes, i wonder why you love me so. when i am sick you worry so about me, like no one else, when i am happy your little heart sings, my little brown dog, i will miss you so when you go. but i know i will see you again in a place with no pain. when you were a baby, you hopped up so quickly now you get slowly, and stregth , you are wise to the ageing of your mightly little body. little brown dog, my little shawdow who follow me, anywhere, except in water.you are little funny one.