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The Way He Was

Evy Kristensen

He once was a puppy

who could run

all day,

And chase a ball

‘til my arm hung

like a worn down

baseball bat . . .


He once was a puppy

who would walk

mile after mile

with me,

Exploring the world’s

seven wonders . . .


He once was a puppy

who could find me

no matter where,

when I was lost . . .


Every day now

I remember the puppy

he once was,

As we slowly walk

his daily route

nearly blind . . .


I am thankful.



--Kurt Kristensen




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