Jane Kenyon - Biscuit

Jane Kenyon - Biscuit

The dog has cleaned his bowl br and his reward is a biscuit, br which I put in his mouth br like a priest offering the host. br br I can't bear that trusting face! br He asks for bread, expects br bread, and I in my power br might have given him a stone.


User: PoemHunter.com

Views: 87

Uploaded: 2014-11-07

Duration: 00:30

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