From the look in their eyes,
To the trot in their walk,
There is something uplifting,
When you see your dog.
The deep dull drone,
To the tail held up high,
Nothing can compare,
To a cats loving care.
A fast excited squeak,
The running in the wheel,
It’s a rush to know,
The gerbil is there.
No matter the size,
Breed, genus or species,
Everything fades to,
The love of a pet.
©The Pesky Poet
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