By the window sill sat staring
Watching waiting wearily
Seeing faces in a backdrop blur
A state of wakeful bleary lee
Facing up to tedium
Until the happiness returns
As the wagging tail anticipates
The disappearance of concerns
Living dreams of momentary joy
To greet again its favourite friend
To walk once more the aromatic path
Where all the other mutts transcend
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