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Dogs greet, everytime, they meet, they meet, everytime, like the first time, pushing their, wet nose against you, to play, everytime an urge to, rush and stay.. while sleeping, when aproached, their tail, would still keep dancing, while digging their, sniffs onto their toys, they come to you, all jumpy and pouncing, with eyes seeking, approvals... They keep you protected, in a manner like, no one else, they check if you are okay, and follow you, to a cave or, a shabby mess.. They make requests, which even though, hit rejects, doesn't end up, reflecting stature, rubbing themselves, all over you, they sit alongside, as if they are, always ready for the ride, whenever... If it's late, They wait, If it's hate, They relate, If it's tears, They seek to distract.. Trust me, At some point they do, Have the power to read your mind.. They come to check, On you at night, They always acknowledge, That you are right, Your daughter just adores it's presence, Even though more ofte


Frost Bells At My Doorstep...

Dew drops call me out as they peep through my window.. The trees cherish the classy look as the autumn leaves flutter,
The elves uneasy with the freezing outburst
as the frost fairy winks with a twinkle in her eye..
making them all the more shy.

 Sun dares to fetch some room through my porch,

as a wedding ballroom with glistening silver adorns.
Glassy alter with luscious green carpet,
Frost fairy seems excited about the divine trumpet.
Not realizing the tear drops all over her wedding dress,
 it was the sun if only I could guess.

Mr.Squi goes hither and thither gathering bites,

as he realizes the advent of colder nights..
The winter birds chirp their songs comforting him,
While the bugs march to their hideouts, 
convincing Mr.Squi to engage the warblers .

Just when the ducks fumble their way through a freezing lake..
Mr.Squi mumbles "we got the wedding cake...."

I rush in and put on my smiling coat ,
as the chilly wind tickled me, I sneeze out laughter,
A freezing whisper of winter surged through my ear.
The blessings had begun as a soothing musical breeze,
when he kisses the bride gazing at them as they freeze. 


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