Daisy
'Daisy' by Brigid Sivill (Smith)
Daisy comes to Meeting,
greets us as she enters with a throaty wruff,
lifts her big body round to nose each person,
fur softer than silk,
eyes wet with doggy love.
We sit in our silent circle.
Daisy comes to Meeting,
greets us as she enters with a throaty wruff,
lifts her big body round to nose each person,
fur softer than silk,
eyes wet with doggy love.
We sit in our silent circle.
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