A dog coming wildly, from an empty old house Forgotten by time and surrounded by fields
I was afraid of its barking but there was no need This dog was just jumping, whisking its tail
Like it never knew pain and had not been alone Playful as children on a free summer day
Following me through fields past blossoming trees Clouds passing over in a rush to someplace
Birds singing softly, like sweet innocence Innocent as this dog, with dark fur and black eyes
Staying with me like good friends in bad times
Maybe even more hungry for company than food
Moving ahead of me into the village Tirelessly running through gardens and playgrounds
The sun had just set and closing time was near I went into a store hoping it would be patient
Sticking its nose through the door when I closed it Peeking inside through the window, at bright ugly light
Coming outside it was nowhere around I had let it gone, it had run somewhere else
Good things and good dogs leave as fast as they come I remember its eyes lighting up in the sun
Hopefully it still wags its tail at each one Passing through fields and then running along
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