My Dog
He is my other eyes that can see above the clouds; my other ears that
hear above the winds.
He is the part of me that can reach into the sea.
He has told me a thousand times over that I am his reason for being.
By the way he rests against my leg.
By the way he wiggles his tail at my smallest smile.
By the way he shows his hurt when I leave without taking him. (I think it
makes him sick with worry when he is not along to care for me).
When I am wrong, he is delighted to forgive me.
When I am angry, he clowns to make me smile.
When I am happy, he is joy unbounded.
When I am a fool, he ignores it.
When I succeed, he brags.
Without him, I am only another man.
With him, I am all-powerful.
He has taught me the meaning of devotion.
He is loyalty itself.
With him, I know a secret comfort and a private peace.
He has brought me understanding where before I was ignorant.
His head on my knee can heal my human hurts.
His presence by my side is protection against my fears of dark and unknown
things.
He has promised to wait for me....whenever....wherever.
In case I need him.
And I expect I will.....as I always have.
He is "My Dog"
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Thanks for sharing.
that is lovely ans soooo very true
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