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There's a Shepherd at My Feet

There's a shepherd at my feet
And usually she's fast asleep.
Her eyes will open if I move
Because her love for me is deep.

My love for her I need to prove,
Fill her belly up with food,
Water in a bowl to drink,
Fields to run with skies of blue.

One day she'll go away, I think.
The pain will cause my heart to sink,
But I'll be glad I got to hear
Her little tags clack and clink.

To love and lose is the fear,
So I'll keep this shepherd near,
And prove my love for her is dear,
And prove my love for her is dear.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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