My old dog

My old dog can’t hear so good

these days.

not even when I yell and scream.

but, he can when I clap my hands.

He can’t see me so good, either.

I have to wave my hands to

signal him to come to me.

and, even then

he may not come to me.

like me,

he does what he wants…

but, tonight when I stood there

S I L E N T L Y

standing over him

looking at him lying on the carpet,

my heart filled with so much love

and joy,

it had to have spilled over

covering him like a

thick warm blanket.

my old boy

slowly lifted up his head

and looked up to me.

then, he laid his head down

and went back to sleep

and snored…

and, I was reminded

once

again

how

very

much

I

love

my

old

dog.

 

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