- THE RESCUE DOG
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I took a little dog home that day,
He was ugly and bad, it's true,
Only I could see
His true beauty shining through.
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- I put him down at my front door,
So he could walk inside,
And when I opened up for him,
He just stood there, eyes open wide.
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- A big soft bed was there for him,
A fluffy blanket blue,
A heap of toys was nearby,
All bright and shiny and new.
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- All this for me he seemed to say,
His little eyes they shone,
No more need to bite, or cower, or cringe
All fear and anger gone.
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- He paid me back a thousand times
My furry faithful friend,
A better friend I never had
Right up until the end.
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- We walked a long and rocky road,
Through trouble, grief and strife,
And in the dark and stormy days
He gave meaning to my life.
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- I thought my heart would break,
When the time came for him to go,
I buried him in his blanket blue
Beneath the cold white snow.
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- Sometimes I still hear his little bark,
Feel the touch of a velvet paw,
And I still stoop down to greet him
When I open my front door.
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- ~ Author Unknown ~
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