It matters not if they be short or tall, The wonder of their loyalty dwells within them all. They are fountains of love as they share our concerns, As they sit and listen to our worries and woes, When telling them secrets no other soul can ever knows.
They are gentle, beautuful, honesty made of what.!! Made of magic and grace, They are our companions, and our guardians of life, Will never desert us at time of trouble and strife, Will protect us, no matter the risk to them, For there is a trust and a bond that few can know, And they are full of blessings to bestow.
Together we are adventurers and pioneers, Our walks through life always will be dear, We conquered our fears and conquered our tears... Yet even, through age, we may not see them now,
I know they are still with me and are not from mind far away.
They are with us, throughout the whole of the day.
They are gentle, beautuful, honesty made of what.!! Made of magic and grace, They are our companions, and our guardians of life, Will never desert us at time of trouble and strife, Will protect us, no matter the risk to them, For there is a trust and a bond that few can know, And they are full of blessings to bestow.
Together we are adventurers and pioneers, Our walks through life always will be dear, We conquered our fears and conquered our tears... Yet even, through age, we may not see them now,
I know they are still with me and are not from mind far away.
They are with us, throughout the whole of the day.
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