To all ye pooches: A poem 

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The tide of love that does swell 

Like an ocean out of a well 

The lonely have a mighty crutch 

Sunlight from a soothing touch 

A sky of stardust on a floor 

The first face that greets the door 

They are not just a means to an end 

A little care reaps rich dividends 

Unconditional and loyal, they send 

Warmest wishes like a trustworthy friend 

A seamless symbol of intense purity 

In our lives that bear no clarity 

Their time so short, they then wait 

Patiently for us at heaven’s gate 

Published by montecyril

Hi, I am Monte Cyril Rodrigues and live in Melbourne, Australia. I am a retired journalist. I have been diagnosed with schizophrenia. I've had voices and visions all my life. I think it is a spiritual experience, my doctors think otherwise. I am a deeply spiritual person and keep having experiences with otherworldly realms.

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  1. Oh Monthu
    This is sooo beautiful . You are beautiful to write so beautiful . I welled reading the last few lines

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