Kismet

A dog romance.

David Rudder
Blue Insights
Published in
1 min readMar 31
Photo by Patrick Hendry on Unsplash

When I play with words

It seemed to be our destiny.
We kissed before we met.
On a night as black as pitch
That’s how I met the vet

You may very well ask.
Why the vet warranted my passion
Well, you see, she’d saved my dog
And the kiss was for compassion

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David Rudder
Blue Insights

Top writer in Poetry. I am a diarist and write poetry to reflect my thoughts.