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When you were just a puppy,
I looked among your pack.
When your eyes met my eyes,
Somehow I just knew.
I chose you.

As you grew, and time went on,
If asked who was the one I  loved the most
Or who was my best friend,
The answer was always easy.
I chose you.

Now the time has come, my precious,
When once again I must choose.
Which of us should escape the pain, my little one,
Me or you?
I choose you.

And if one day, God would say
Only one of you may enter Heaven’s gate,
I would look into your angel eyes
and whisper in your ear
I choose you.


- Char Arthur

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