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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


Take sometime..
Through the pictures taken.
Through the faces that looked..
So close to you..
Even when you chose not to look at you.
Take sometime..
Through the story trip..
Through the tight grip..
When someone caught you.
Even when you glided to slip.
Take sometime..
Through the games back to back..
Through the knee kick..
Shouting the words that repeated just you..
Even when you were mostly down the stack..
Take sometime..
Through the dreams that got slot..
Through a dubiously magical plot..
Breathing into the lap while warmth did heal.
Even when you tried hard not to reveal.
Take sometime..
Through the laughter..
Through the fights..
Through the moment with the spark..
Through the sadness embark..
Through the loss..
That caught hold of you crying..
Through the plead..
That caught moss with you trying..
Through the endless beats..
Through the guardless retreats..
Through the passion..
Through the season..
Through the reason..
That wept behind..
Even when you just left right after the find.
Take sometime..
As when you do..
You know what you did or didn’t cause .
You know what was courage or wasn’t chivalry..
You recall the loss..
You gather the cause..
And then..
You take the most awaited pause..
After which you start looking beyond pictures.


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