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To My Dog
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who knew one day the kids would leave
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and that my wife would die,
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and at the end of everything
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there’d just be you and I.
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at sunset on the river trail
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you slouch and lag behind,
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an old tactic of delay of yours
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to try to stretch the time.
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I remember when I begged for time
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to take a summer off,
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I don’t think either one of us
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wants to go back to that house.
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I think I know your tricks old friend,
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as well as you know mine,
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a young couple with a golden lab
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smile as they walk by.
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1 Dec 18

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  Love the Non Nonchalant ending. Good Poem
 — CheBourdain7

Nicely done
 — Rossant

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