His olive-like deep-shining eyes
say welcome and wait for hello.
His hair sometimes glitters and flies
around us and makes such a show.
His beard mostly drips and it dances
when food is not far from his mouth.
He is our dear dog and he glances
as member and part of our house.
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Jan Arends, Torroella de Montgrí, text and photos.
From 'Poetic lines' 2009
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