Posted in Poem

Lost in the Bridge

Posted on by jazgotthoughts

I see a dog

at the middle of the bridge

seems he’s lost

and looking for something

hungry and thirsty

no one takes care of him

then suddenly

a question that linger

how he can survive

if everyone ignores

a stray dog.

Author:

a simple person, who loves to eat, travel and compose some poems or write-ups.

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