2017/03/04

Dog

I talk to him when I'm lonesome,
and I'm sure he understands.
When he looks at me so attentively,
and gently licks my hands;
Then he rubs his nose on my tailored clothes,
but I never say naught there at,
For the good Lord knows I can buy more clothes,
but never a friend like that!
 
(W. Dayton Wedgefarth)

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