He Would

I miss my dog

I miss his grin

I miss the way he’d lick my chin,

to greet me when I arrived home

I miss how he understood my every mood

Like no-one else could

How he knew how to play by himself

and knew when he should

And when I felt all alone,

needed to be comforted,

he would

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