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this is my shih tzu, little cutie.
Lisa's old hound dog, Mutley
Pugies
Pugs Pugs, everywhere pugsI I love them more each day.
sweet little pugs with soft floppy black ears, gigantic bloodshot eyes, and a muzzle mashed flat, A tail that curls around
about a pudgy belly a stocky build loves to play in an open field. Running, barking and hopping around he's happy-go-lucky
and a big clown. Oh to see him is to bring about a smile, good feelings of happiness that will last a long while.
He sits with me, plays with me, loves so true This is why I say to you you should have a pug to.
my little pug, Bubba, I rescued him as he was homeless after the death of his owner. Now he's happy and he likes
my cats and rabbits. he's swell, he is my little couch clown.
American Patches
-lisa noe-
I see the face of America it is a patch work of colors,
each patch has a culture rich with it's history.
Patches of red, yellow, brown, white, and black.
I see the face of America and her cover it is nice,
each patch contributing to the beauty of her design.
I hear the voice of Ameria and it rings through out the world,
It cries freedom to the lost and opens her arms to add new patches to her fabric. America, America,
the brightest quilt on earth.
Yesterday
lisa noe
Here I am alone again thinking about the state I'm in and the troubles of the world that's
all around me.
My heart it does race with fear and my eyes have surely shed some tears, and I don't think
I can take it any more. But there is a door inside my mind that contains the child I left behind. The simple things
become like new as I allow her passage thru.
Her heart is big, her eyes are wide, why on earth does she hide inside.
This little girl of yesteryear has no hate and knows no fear. The pain I have she takes
away by showing me yesterday.
visit my sister site, A Fairy's Tale
for some winged inspiration and
creative writing and more.
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