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A Sonnet About Our Dogs
The Most Loyal Companion
Forever ignorant a noble illiterate, of skillful curiosity not nearly an idiot. Through loathsome darkness no cowardly fear when instinctual presents is diverted to hear.
Enchanted eyes gleam green and yellow, dusted in moonlight I listen to you bellow. A few fleeting moments to roll in the sun as our separate kingdoms wash out into one.
The bond that we feel is not to reason, here by my side season to season. Affection that's true as the arrow, a devotion grows deep in our marrow.
Maybe not the sonnet it started out to be ?.