9/11/12

I let my young dog in at night/ i knelt down and spoke so soft/ I surprised him, he quieted/ he bolted through the hall/ and stopped short near my face/ ears crooked to catch my whisperings/ I could see him right then/ as my old man, recently lost/ and felt awash in emotion/ and choked/ for he lives for me, every minute/ when I casually walk him/ and throw a ball between tasks/ it is his life/ the only part of his day/ there's nothing else/ any hour he watches me do work,/ he spends kenneled while I'm away,/ he wants to run and i feel unwell./ the guilt is enough to ruin a heart/ his emotions are so raw, / excitement, disappointment, hurt/ already I am nostalgic for these times/ these days that I'm still living/ because I already in my mind saw him old and quiet/ with that gentle look in his eyes they get/ caring for him, lessening his pain / and trying to decide what is best