The Dogs

Bear is a big one as you can tell by his name

Sassy is a runt and quite feminine as the same

but the thing of it is

when they become rude...

I fed them leftovers

a little big of meat

with potatoes mixed

good fixins for them to eat

as it sat in my fridge

being eat on for over a week

I dished it out for the two clowns

as I call them now

after they grumble for all they can take

these two love dogs

whom I said before

they laugh and they play

and do so much more

but when it came to their bellies

watch out...

the gloves are off

for they fought as if

there were no tomorrow

the little one growled oh my

the fight over food

and want to survive

there is the line between human and animal

the fear of lack of food in their sack

the farmers who produce from mother nature

are not given enough credit

for I know this only from myself

as never before did I realize what kept me alive

as a mother who provides

beginning at birth

with the sweet milk to purge

oh the remembrance of that smell

of the warmth flowing out

to feed the new born

nothing can compare to the love that is shared

so my quest

do not forget

to remember who feeds you

from her breasts