My dog and I escaped for a few weeks of rest; in Amsterdam, we watched the time pass by as the rain fell over the dam.
My trusted hound and I
To Amsterdam, we sailed.
Staying with a friend is so dear.
In their home, we felt no fear.
The rain poured down all week.
But our spirits remained at their peak.
We went out walking every day.
Through the streets and canals, it was so gray.
Each night, we returned.
To feed the cat and relax.
Though the weather wasn’t ideal,
The memories made were real.
My friend was so generous and kind.