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Waiting at the door…

Lying in bed, I used to hear
The yapping of a dog in my ear

I used to admire you from afar
Because people use to say what if you give me a scar?

There is enough sorrow in a natural way
From men and women to fill our day

But you came into my heart one day
My dear companion
So affectionate, so smart
Made me realize I have loved you from the start.

Coming home all tired, still makes me ecstatic
Because you are there wagging at the door
After all the days that you have snored.

As is said, all good things must come to an end
I know that time would come,
When we would have to part.

You will never be forgotten,
As you have left your paw prints on my heart.

My dear companion
So affectionate, so smart
Made me realize I have loved you from the start.

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