my dog.

I miss snow and I miss my dog. I miss our walks and silent talks. I miss recognizing beautiful sky and his cold nose on mine.  What happened to the morning smoke, coming from your ginger coat . Where are the rain drops, lazy crawling down… and why is the room so dim when my bulbs are exploding with light. I ask myself every now and then where have i lost my precious dog.

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