In response to Bartholomew Barker at Living Poetry’s Monday Poetry Prompt: LOVE
They are with me,
when you are not.
With you we are we,
with them I am three.
You are not free,
and never will be.
To me they are loyal,
I am all they’ll ever need.
Just like you and me,
they are aging rather quickly,
and much faster than I’d wish,
still they give me love and comfort daily.
This Valentine’s Day as I sit lonely,
I’ll not be alone at all.
My pups will be home with me,
love and affection wholly and completely.
Gypsie’s Wonderful World of Words 
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