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Must Be As God
I speak not of cats
for I know not of cats
but as for dogs
for I know of dogs.
How,
they must wonder,
do I live in heat
when winter winds howl?
How,
they must wonder,
does this stuff I must drink
so magically appear
when my bowl no longer
runneth over?
How,
they must wonder,
does this stuff I must eat
so magically appear
when my bowl no longer
runneth over?
How does the darkness
turn to light?
How does the light
turn to darkness?
How do the things
I play with magically appear?
How does my being
swell with love for
the godly giver
of warmth
of water
of food
of light
of love?
In the heart of a dog
the giver of warmth,
of food,
of water,
of light,
of love,
in the heart of a dog
the giver,
the you and me
must be as God.
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| Reviewed by Annabel Sheila |
7/25/2011 |
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Awesome!I often wonder what my dog or my cats would say to me if they could speak.....truly enjoyed this one, my friend!
Your pal,
Anna |
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| Reviewed by Joy Hale |
7/23/2011 |
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| I have such sweet memories of my beloved pets, every one having their own brand of love and devotion for me. Unconditional love, always. I miss them so much! Thanks for sharing this. Joy L. Hale |
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| Reviewed by Christine Tsen |
7/23/2011 |
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Sweet! Their love for us humans is certainly divine.
My dog is amazingly forgiving of humans, too.
Christine |
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| Reviewed by John Martin |
7/23/2011 |
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| Beautifully said, Mark. A dog is most certainly a gift from God....and a reminder of God's love for us. |
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