Poems about Animals

Pointed ears perked, eyes strained to see who appoaches, a whimper escapes my throat.
I've seen through my eyes, A world laid out before me. A world that's experienced a year of growth,
I don't want to see another day. Wishing I was dead. To disappear. To cry my eyes out all day long.
I was in a room all alone With no one near by I heard a sound It was the rustling sound of the wind
You should Stand happyYou should Stand tallYou should Stand exquisite
You should Stand happyYou should Stand tallYou should Stand exquisite
Through my eyes a animal I can see, You see the hunt and I see the cycle being complete.
 
Butterscotch colored bubbles clink in crystal glasses as ten seconds mark a genesis
First quarter of the year, And the plans that I made, That I held so dear?  Right out the window!

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