Onet

I hear of a place that is made of gold,

a place where we shall never grow old,

But one answer I have not heard at all,

will there be paw prints from my little dog?

He promised us joy right from the start,

I just wonder if she'll be a part.

So as I sit here and dream of the day,

I wonder if heaven she will stay?

When you're walking down with the saints of old

take a glimpse of that new road and if there you shall see,

Maybe a paw print just for me.

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final onet is here

the journey begins

adventure coming coming</br></br></br></br></br></br></br></br></br></br></br></br></br></br>