Unlimited Love
From the moment I walk into the door,
Up runs a familiar face.
Huge chocolate eyes open wide and a mouth open even wider,
A small rosy tounge drips with excitement.
The only sounds to be heard are
Scurrying of tiny paws upon a spotless tile floor,
Deep loud panting,
And constant yelps of joy.
Up comes a bouncing ball of fur,
White as the tile he hops on.
How could something this small be full of such energy?
Just a cheerry, tiny puppy with unlimited love to give.
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