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A dogs heart has no weight or mass to be measured They are one of life’s true honest pleasures A dog does not see the bad you’ve done A dog cannot only love one The heart they have cannot contain their soul As it runs through open fields And closes gates to pain and hurt They heal old wounds of friends we lost And care not for how much our clothes cost Dogs create joy wherever they roam And all they ask is for a pat or a bone When we walk, we walk together In life whatever the weather As when we love a dog Then we discover life’s true treasure
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Jan 7, 2021
Jan 7, 2021 at 3:32 PM UTC
A dogs heart
A dogs heart has no weight or mass to be measured They are one of life’s true honest pleasures A dog does not see the bad you’ve done A dog cannot only love one The heart they have cannot contain their soul As it runs through open fields And closes gates to pain and hurt They heal old wounds of friends we lost And care not for how much our clothes cost Dogs create joy wherever they roam And all they ask is for a pat or a bone When we walk, we walk together In life whatever the weather As when we love a dog Then we discover life’s true treasure
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Jan 7, 2021
Jan 7, 2021 at 3:32 PM UTC
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