January 4, 2009
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Thinking of a Dog
Friend Dog;
follow his nose,follow his tail as it boundsthrough the fells,
through the wood,the stream.The dog,
ancient,stalwart,companion
who knows
his tallambling friend
needs be shownthe mossy tree,
the still rabbit
chased,
the deer in the field.
And when the moon is high,to sing our lonely song.
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