There is little, in all the world, that puts the universe in its best and proper order, than falling asleep with your arms about the wonderful, warm, and willing love o'your heart.
Dogs, as it turns, cannot see rainbows. They are colour blind. They cannot see colour and we cannot see deepest affection of our hearts.
As on a speeding train, where colours fly and roll together more quickly than Monet's last breath, love flies by and we never stop the train to look about ... and see the rainbow.
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