With Me
I walk the streets of Brooklyn. I see beautiful brownstones, some have dark wood front doors, while others have small balconies on the second or third floor. There are small gardens and hibiscus trees in front. I think of you, my little Pekingese dog. I think of you and I see you from way up there in Doggie Heaven. How you must have enjoyed these walks with me. You would have appreciated the aristocratic elegance of these homes. We were soul mates. We still are. I miss you very much.
With Me
I walk the streets of Brooklyn. I see beautiful brownstones, some have dark wood front doors, while others have small balconies on the second or third floor. There are small gardens and hibiscus trees in front. I think of you, my little Pekingese dog. I think of you and I see you from way up there in Doggie Heaven. How you must have enjoyed these walks with me. You would have appreciated the aristocratic elegance of these homes. We were soul mates. We still are. I miss you very much.
With Me
I walk the streets of Brooklyn. I see beautiful brownstones, some have dark wood front doors, while others have small balconies on the second or third floor. There are small gardens and hibiscus trees in front. I think of you, my little Pekingese dog. I think of you and I see you from way up there in Doggie Heaven. How you must have enjoyed these walks with me. You would have appreciated the aristocratic elegance of these homes. We were soul mates. We still are. I miss you very much.
With Me
I walk the streets of Brooklyn. I see beautiful brownstones, some have dark wood front doors, while others have small balconies on the second or third floor. There are small gardens and hibiscus trees in front. I think of you, my little Pekingese dog. I think of you and I see you from way up there in Doggie Heaven. How you must have enjoyed these walks with me. You would have appreciated the aristocratic elegance of these homes. We were soul mates. We still are. I miss you very much.
With Me
I walk the streets of Brooklyn. I see beautiful brownstones, some have dark wood front doors, while others have small balconies on the second or third floor. There are small gardens and hibiscus trees in front. I think of you, my little Pekingese dog. I think of you and I see you from way up there in Doggie Heaven. How you must have enjoyed these walks with me. You would have appreciated the aristocratic elegance of these homes. We were soul mates. We still are. I miss you very much.
With Me
I walk the streets of Brooklyn. I see beautiful brownstones, some have dark wood front doors, while others have small balconies on the second or third floor. There are small gardens and hibiscus trees in front. I think of you, my little Pekingese dog. I think of you and I see you from way up there in Doggie Heaven. How you must have enjoyed these walks with me. You would have appreciated the aristocratic elegance of these homes. We were soul mates. We still are. I miss you very much.