People tell me
I should be
sad
Because
Life is hard
How
Can
I
Be
sad
When
Watching a
Pug
Carrying a stuffed
Hedgehog half
Her
Size
Up two flights of
Stairs
On her way to bed
Or being greeted by furry smiles
And optimistic tails
Every morning
Regardless of wind or rain
Heat or cold
Aching joints or creaking
Bones
I hope if I’m deserving
I come back with doggy optimism
The whimsy of a Pug
The strength of a Mastiff
The endurance of a Husky
The smarts of a Border Collie
Because then
I will be
Truly
Fortunate
Feb 12, 2018
Feb 12, 2018 at 10:37 PM UTC
People tell me
I should be
sad
Because
Life is hard
How
Can
I
Be
sad
When
Watching a
Pug
Carrying a stuffed
Hedgehog half
Her
Size
Up two flights of
Stairs
On her way to bed
Or being greeted by furry smiles
And optimistic tails
Every morning
Regardless of wind or rain
Heat or cold
Aching joints or creaking
Bones
I hope if I’m deserving
I come back with doggy optimism
The whimsy of a Pug
The strength of a Mastiff
The endurance of a Husky
The smarts of a Border Collie
Because then
I will be
Truly
Fortunate
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