Ode to Chai
The constant wagging of your tail
is a reminder that life is simple
Your only worries are that
there might not be time to play another game of fetch
You yearn for nothing
besides love and dish full of food
No cares to appearance
Colors are nonexistent anyway
Your antics are both amusing and depressing
No matter how many times I pretend to throw the ball
You still run after it
every time
But when I feel your warm body
And look into your deep eyes
I know that you are
living life right
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