<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=424557" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Dog's Life Initial Version Sixteen Years</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sixteen years, now almost seventeen, <br>I came at beck and call, stayed seldom still<br>until my master called, or whistle shrill<br>recalled me to my place. My sight was keen.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sixteen years, I stood as faithful friend, <br>as boon companion spinning out the years.<br>His mother passed away, I shared the tears<br>that fountained forth and never seemed to end.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sixteen years, come rain or shine, I d walk<br>twice, sometimes thrice a day, I sensed each smell<br>around the house, yes every one knew well well, <br>and after dinner heard the table talk.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sixteen years from pet to family, <br>from playful pat to priceless kith and kin, <br>I vetted all who'd fall for either twin, <br>could smell a rat or chase cat up a tree.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sixteen years I watched the children grow, <br>suffered their untaught hands, that now caress, <br>I guard them still, still at the same address, <br>as I will do til its my turn to go.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sixteen years that gambolled life away, <br>with water, beef and bone, I've played at will.<br>The smells less sharp are now, and soon I will<br>make my last bow - yet still, in dreams, I play! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">(5 January 1992)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jonathan+Robin">Jonathan Robin</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=424557" data-title="A Dog's Life Initial Version Sixteen Years de Jonathan Robin" data-description="Sixteen years, now almost seventeen, I came at beck and call, stayed seldom still until my master called, or whistle shrill recalled me to my place. My sight was keen. Sixteen years, I stood as faithful friend, as boon companion spinning out th..."></div> </div> </div>

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