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I'll tell you a story
about this tiny, small dog,
that somehow thought
he was a frog.
He would hop about, happily
with an occasional running spree.
He would sit on his bed
at the darkest of night
with nary a human
within the dimmest of light.
He was so very lonely,
that was easy to see.
He wanted a simple adoption
and then he would be free.
To have someone to love him
that would most surely be
the best thing to happen,
If it were only me.

The time draws close these days I'm alive
for in a few days I will be eighty-five.
An age I never thought I would see
with my youthful display of debauchery.
Chasing women, drinking wine in cars,
spending many hours, drinking in bars.
But in my defense, I started to run
and realized, in running, I was still having fun.
More fun than anything, that I did before,
except playing soccer when a header I did score.

The scurrying of paws
across the floor,
meant that I wasn't alone,
not anymore.
Creatures with claws, gathered
to leap,
so I rose unsteadily
to my aged, old feet.
Turning around, I had a glance
seeing my two grand dogs
starting to prance.
Glad to see me, at least on that day
and they came up to me
as if to say, " we miss you grandpa"
please throw the ball today.

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