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"Unconditionally"
Unconditionally
Early September morn
another trip to the barber.
My kids hate haircuts
they cry like a baby
clutching my shoulder
whining in my ear,
they love me anyway.
Unconditional
true to spirit
where I lead they follow
shadows in my footsteps
my bodyguards.
Faithful
foot-warmers for crisp dawns
best friends in empty nights,
my dogs love me.
I hear old wise tales
some say what men look for in a woman
are trait's of their beautiful mother's
guess I'm a little different
I just want one to love me as my doggies do.
Am I crazy
too much to ask for
could be
I think I need a vacation.
Down at the one night stand store
back home again
to my doggies
my sanctuary,
they will always love me.
