Charlie moves like a whisper of wind on the green,
With starlight in his eyes and a grin in between.
Ears tipped with secrets, tail painting the air,
Every step says, “Look—love lives right here.”
He herds all the hearts without trying at all,
With a tilt of his head and a joyful recall.
Too clever for mischief, too gentle for blame,
The world feels much warmer just knowing his name.
He’s morning in motion, pure yes, pure delight,
A blur of devotion from dawn into night.
If irresistible had four paws and a grin,
It would answer to Charlie—again and again.
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