{"sf1_id":2079314,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Pawprints (a poem)","author":"Ryuji5","words":164,"posted_at":"2023-12-05T20:32:00.000Z","tags":["Poem","Short","hope"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2079314-pawprints-a-poem","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/2079314","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=2079314\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"#1 of Poems\n\nCreativity flows in and out me today!","content":"Many holes in the sand and here's where I dig mine.  \n  \nTo bury away the past I fear and make it hard to find.  \n  \nBut the sand cares not for what I feel nor what I hide away.  \n  \nIt always seems to come full bare and see the light of day.  \n  \nSo I'll have to take my trash along and see if I can see...  \n  \nA way to make it art, My Friend, to make it dear to me.  \n  \nAnd I know not where I go and know not whom I'll meet.  \n  \nBut if you'd like to come along, My Friend, I think that would be neat.  \n  \nTo see the sights and read the scenes and hear the music swell  \n  \nAnd if you have to leave, My Friend, just know I mean you well .  \n  \nCause on this sand we walk, I know not where we'll go.  \n  \nBut please take this to heart, My Friend, you are very nice to know!\n\n* * *\n  \n\n  \n  \n\n"}