Only to find the taste of sweet love lying patiently at our feet
In times of distress and want of peace we lose sight of our own ambitions
And our love for life dries slowly and blows away
We look for an answer in the darkest of places
Then we find hope again and sun and light and love
And we find our dogs tongue to be the most Gracious of kisses
And the morning dew on our new shoes a welcoming hello
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