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- A DOG SITS WAITING
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- A Dog sits waiting in the cold autumn sun,
too faithful to leave, too frightened to run,
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- He's been here for days with nothing to do
But sit by the road, waiting for
you.
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- He can't understand why you left him that day
He thought you and he were stopping to play.
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- He's sure you'll come back and that's why he stays
How long will he suffer? How many more days?
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- His legs have grown weak,
his throat's parched and dry
He's sick now from hunger and falls with a sigh
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- He lays down his head and closes his eyes
I wish you could see how a waiting dog dies.
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- ~ Author Kathy Flood ~
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