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Jun 2013
The wrinkles move as you smile
They tell a story of your life and it's trials
I've never seen a crow with feet that big
Your days in the sun are now your treat
Or curled up warm at my feet
You've reached the age were the body won't work
It fails to warn you your going to purge
But what goes on inside that head
I watch your eyes follow the world
Are you still running still chasing cats
When you bark in your sleep and your legs trot
It's all retrospective now as your gone
Both my faithful friends sleep under the ground
Dont know why I thought of you today
Maybe it's time to foster a friend
For dogs should pick you and not you them
For they know best who will look after them
Micheal Wolf
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Micheal Wolf  On the edge of reason, UK
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