Dog Out The Door
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Olivia Barlow, Grade 7
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Poetry
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2019
I sneak towards the open sliding door,
When no one is watching the lino floor
I silently squeeze through the narrow crack,
As they rummage through the fridge, for an afternoon snack
I elatedly sprint through the crunchy, dry grass,
Just as they notice the gap in the glass
They bring out the scrumptious chicken roast,
Because they know that is what I like most
My beloved family attempts to trap me,
But hopelessly fail, because I am free
I tear around the field, and close to the road,
As my pursuer’s lungs are ready to explode
I retreat back in fear as the cars roar past,
My small heart is beating extremely fast
One of them makes an impressive dive,
I am finally captured but feel so alive!