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AT THE DOOR
She's there when I come home.
So tired of being alone.
She greets me at the door.
A message of love I can't ignore.
It's me she wants to see.
A joyful sound she does make.
No, she is not fake.
The trip home, she's glad I did make.
She wants to run with me. She wants to have fun with me.
like the poem. straight and simple.