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Forever Friends....

Forever Friends....

Things happen about me I don’t participate,

but think of you near me and know I cant wait

to look in your eyes and see history there,

A lifetime of love.....

A lovetime of care......

To  just close my eyes and I smell  your damp skin,

and stroke your wet head and start to begin

to remember the walks on the moors that we’d take,

to run in the sun, and to splash in the lake.

To wildly abandon all sense of good taste

and run through the grass.. and in all of our haste

I’d fall, and  I’d cry, and then rest on a log,

My faithful companion, my soulmate, my dog..

(Just something a little lighthearted to brighten the day...we all need brightness in our lives!)

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lodigiana

Hi Cherie, occasionally in times of uncertainty we never know quite where to turn ..but when we have a pet we care for then all's well with the world!! We love our pooches no matter how scraggled and bedraggled they are!..Give Haven a special  hug from me! Xx

Lodigiana

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lodigiana

hi Charlotte, cats, dogs, rabbits ...love them all- trouble is it's not always that easy to have  a pet if you  have to work or depending on circumstances- and yes they are therapeutic for us as they are non judgemental,faithful and always there...which cant always be said of people!!! xxx

Lodigiana 

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