Altoro

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Altoro

Altoro was a friend of mine.I got him when i was six.He would run and play with me,dad said he was mixed.He had tan hair, a spot on his chest,puppy breath and small.I watched Altoro grow,big ,cute and  tall.Altoro would follow me around,everywhere i went.Altoro is my companion, he was heaven sent.

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When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

Cateyespretty1’s Poems (41)

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Purity 1
Tattered Teddy 1
Ole Man River 0
Faith 1
Look to the sky 0
Just for you 0
Shadows 0
Autumn 0
Autumn 0
Times are Changing 0
United States of America 1
Razzlefandazz
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Hurricane Katrina 0
A Fallen Angel 1
Kings and Queens 1
Understanding 0
Future 0
Vietnam 0
Judgement 0
The Wild Wild West 0
The Wild Wild West 0
The Homeless 0
Never meant to keep 0
My burning heart 1
Hide and Seek 1
Driven by the wind 0
Time 0
I am an Angel 0
A message in a Bottle 0
Pink 0
My Rock 0
Our World 0
Darkness 0
Your my Angel 0
Loving Ways 0
Altoro 0
My Feline Friend 0
Growing 0
Mourning 1
Never Knowing 0
New Beginning's 0