From a distance only I can tell, that you are an ugly one.
An ugly dog whose parents didn’t look at each other’s fur colour before mating.
He is thin like a lanky boy, he likes to sit in the corner of the road.
His eyes filled with a strange sort of fear, questioning and bright.
My face softens as I look at his face and had I been a little more tired I would have cried.
And as usual I regret not having some food to feed you with.
But will that nullify the sadness in your eyes.I feel sad for not doing anything
but just passing by.