Second Dog
by Lee Avery
Sometimes I look for traits in you
Of a special dog you never knew--
A dog who loved me all his days
And understood in special ways.
But that's not fair to you, my elf,
You're not a substitute, but yourself.
You've dried the tears and eased the pain
And tugged my laughter home again.
Yet, at times, puppy, I almost start
When your eyes recall him to my heart.
You'll never lack for love, it's clear--
Because of him, you're twice as dear.
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