I saw a white puppy the other day. It followed me and I smiled.
It was beautifully unkempt and playfully well-trained.
Like myself, it had no leash but never strayed too far.
Nope.
It never got too far ahead and when I walked too fast, it caught up and quickly aligned itself with my pace.
I loved it, but I didn’t chase it nor choose it, and to be quite honest, I didn’t have to.
I did know that it was a keeper, I did know that it was a match, and so with ease I decided to do just that…
Keep it
Love it
Preserve it
…and name it Blessing.
©2012 • Chan’tel Nikole Grayson
“Trouble chases sinners, while blessings reward the righteous.” -Proverbs 13:21 (NLT)
That’s sweet!
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Beautiful write!
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Thank you!
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i really like your poem
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