Every time I read these poems I cry. I look at my little heart of my heart pic that is taped over my screen and I just cry!!!!! I think about those poor dear animals in the floods and I cry. I have decided that I must need to clean out my tear ducts every so often and this sure does the trick.
I can only hope that when those 2 legged animals die and go to wherever it is they will go, that the greeter is the biggest, meanest, ugliest, fiercest, hungriest junkyard dog ever born and he is loaded to get dinner..maybe they will get their come-uppance. |