I hear you knocking……but you can’t come in

i know you’re not leaving…. But I will decide when

You think you’re tough ….. well I’m tough too

The nomad who raised me prepared me for you

all the hard tests and the struggles we’ve been through

was for me to be able to tell you what to do

i know you’ll keep throwing rocks and putting sticks in my path

but when my eyes fail me and i misstep and trip

I’ll struggle to my feet and shake off the dust

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but that coffin you’re saving is just going to have to wait

i think I’ll slip out the back door while you’re taking a break

i know you’ll find me but until then…… this is my life not yours…… but just like me you don’t listen

so I’ll tell you again……. Come back tomorrow and I’ll let you know….. if I finished what I started …… then you can win

🐕

Stuart

11/23/02……….and counting

🦍almost david🦍