The dog's eyes, so sad and blue,
Reflect the pain he's going through.
His tail, once wagging, now hangs low,
His spirit crushed, his heart in tow.
He used to run and play with glee,
But now he's lost his energy.
He lies alone, his head held low,
His eyes so sad, his heart in tow.
What happened to this happy hound?
Why is he lying on the ground?
He's lost his friend, his heart in tow,
His eyes so sad, his spirit low.
But hope remains, for love can heal,
And make a broken heart to feel.
So let us love our dogs anew,
And help them find their joy and view.
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AI Generation
RandomThis is a collection of poetry accompanied with an image, all created using forms of AI.
