Looking Down…
Why should I
be there…
on the ground
below the vast sky
looking up…
searching…
for your face…
your eyes and
how they bear
down on me
underfoot …
making me feel
lower than
a stray dog…
the one down
the lane who
daily grovels for
any scrap…
not just food
But…
kindness…
compassion…
And…
dare I say it…
LOVE…
Copyright © 2015 Annie – Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
ANNIE'S MUSE 
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