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The Quiet Doggie on the Brown Bookshelf
The quiet doggie on the brown bookshelf
was once the friend, who nuzzled through our days.
Releasing her, restored her peaceful self,
but now she's gone, no more in fun to play.
The quiet doggie in her little box.
The ashes of the friend we once did know.
She list intently to my many talks.
Her love for us had many ways to show.
The quiet doggie lives within my thoughts.
The days of joy we cannot live, again.
What lessons were the ones, that we were taught?
What things undone could I go back to mend?
The quiet doggie cannot bark to show
her people have returned more time to know.
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