Dog

Sun-warmed shadow
Sleeping sound
In your place upon the ground

Trembling, growling in your dreams
Running free through fields of green

As I sit watching, silent
I look upon your speckled brow
As I see you slowly greying
The secret work of time betraying

All the deeds of men converge
Cities built and battles won
As you lie beside my window
For a moment in the sun

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