The wind is making noises you can’t define.
How to tell you, ‘it’s okay. You are fine?’
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Curl up on my lap
and take a nap.
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Let the wind stay outside.
There is no need to whine or hide.
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Crawl under the comforter.
No need to suffer.
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I’ve got you.
No need to be blue.
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Don’t worry about the noises you can’t define.
I’m here. This will be fine.
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Aww that is so cute. The kindness and care poured into this poem is sublime. You can tell from the words how much you love your pet
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He’s my little buddy. Thank you 💕
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Dear Jolene,
I concur with cazzycoop about your kindness and care, and would like to resonate with your poem entitled “This will be fine” as follows:
Yours sincerely,
SoundEagle🦅
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This is so sweet. 🥰 Thank you 💕
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Sweet
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Thanks 💕
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Lovely!
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Thank you 💕
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