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Waiting for Master

Poetry By: loveandmusic

Something I thought about when I looked at my dog, And the pic is of my real dog, Buddy.

Submitted:Apr 3, 2010    Reads: 92    Comments: 3    Likes: 1   

He lays on top the couch
Waiting for Master to come home
The sun shines through the big window
And a dog barks across the street
He would like to reply
But hears Master's car driving down the road
Jumping off the couch that is three times his size
He runs to the front door
Excitement flowing through him
Mouth open in a grin
The lock clicks
And Master walks through the door
He is ecstatic
Jumping, running
Whining with joy
His tail wags
And Master leans down to pet him
It is the best thing in the world


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