Roscoe

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Roscoe

He sits with me. Always. I continue

to drink my coffee.

His mahogany eyes craving my attention.

Beckoning,

he requests just a minute of time. I begin another task. Yet, he lingers.

He lovingly

challenges me to a game,

as he plops his squeaky toy in my lap.

I throw it high.

He springs to action. Bolting. He lands back at my feet.

He begged for more. His gentle gaze

yearning.

My heart beats

blissfully

for this softhearted dog.

For the time being, we are

together. The background fades.

I am present with him.

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