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Nostalgia Chasing
Was it the plush covering of fur?
Was it the calm color of a storm?
Was it the events I’d see unfurl?
That a little me so fondly adored?
Was it the laughs and times of play?
Was it the show of a powerful roar?
Was it the moments that kept feelings at bay?
That a bigger’d me still longingly adores?
I had no answer then
I have no answer now
An answer to come when
An answer to explain how
Let the hour repeat again
And maybe an answer can be found
And with each cycle that reaches an end
Again I’m greeted by the sound
It’s right there in the melody
Tears brought on by that great symphony
The warming embrace of a loyal friend
One I cannot bare to ever let end
