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When she sees me
Her tail wags
It is the best
Hello of friendship
I have known
She does it everyday.
She likes to bury her head
In my chest
I like to lie my head
Upon her furry warmth
and quick heart
We rest.
She follows my lead
Defends my limbs
Coaxes me to play
I feed her, house her
Brush her snarled clothes
It is a bargain.
In spirit
I have seen
My lost and living friends
Howl my loss
Wag my joy
Love keeps its own counsel.
I know this ode
Is too honey-winged for flight
Too plodding to cast shadow
Too Monday to be born
Yet, I defend its truth
as old as rock and fire.
