Through valleys deep where rivers glide,
A loyal heart with fur so sleek,
A spirit bound by love unique.
Through forests dense with whispering trees,
Where sunlight filters through the leaves,
In pursuit of joy with every bound,
In every scent and sight, he's found.
With wagging tail and eager eyes,
Underneath the vast, open skies,
To fetch a ball or stick in glee,
Bringing back pure ecstasy.
For in this simple, joyful game,
A bond unbreakable, free from shame.
In every throw, a moment shared,
A testament of love declared.
So, fetch and fetch again, my friend,
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Fun poetry and photo! 😊💕