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Timber
By The_Scavenger
Timber, Timber
I do call
Falling trees no where near
but a wolf I do hear
running fast darting quick
knocks me down with one kick
Timber, Timber
Why'd you leave
Timber, Timber
I still call
Falling trees are not near
no wolf. I cant hear
I hit the ground
and pour out the tears.
This poem is in memory of my one true friend, my loyal pet Timber. He was
a timber wolf. He disapeared when i was five.
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Copyright 2003 The_Scavenger
Published on Monday, December 8, 2003.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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On Monday, August 16, 2010, Scarrzz
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wrote:
I know what it's like to have a furry best, and sometimes only- friend. My Tiger stayed with me for 20 years but couldn't stay longer. He's been gone now for a couple of months and I miss him every day. I hope your Timber is still out there somewhere, having a good life, and I'm sorry your friend had to leave. You know, something either happened to him, or maybe if he was friendly someone got him into their truck and just drove off. He would have come back to you if he could.
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A former member wrote:
thats so kool. i wish i owned a wolf :(
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On Sunday, May 1, 2005, Kinkypoptart
(555) wrote:
..You had a pet wolf... awesome. Beautiful write... as he was a loyal pet, you are a loyal owner, even after all these years. ~*~Tart~*~
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On Saturday, September 25, 2004, Delphoid-Q
(213) wrote:
I always wanted a wolf... Nicely expressed ;)
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On Wednesday, December 10, 2003, Aurora_Light
(472) wrote:
awe babe this is beautiful the strucure is so so but the meaning behind the words is beautiful and great
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