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I Care I Search
I hear little whimpers from out in the yard.
He is searching everywhere, looking really hard.
Then I realize he is missing his littler toy dog.
He looks in an old bucket and under a log.
I realize I haven’t seen it for quite a while.
He continues to look all around the wood pile.
I’ll help you look, I wont leave you in the lurch.
We will find it. I will help you. I care I search.
Then in the garden I see stuffing from his toy.
I hide it from my old dog, he is such a good boy.
Birds have taken most of it to build their nest.
I take it in, stitch more stuffing in, it looks its best.
When he isn’t looking I toss it near the wood pile.
He soon finds it. Who said dogs don’t smile?
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