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To
My Dog
(Gene Hill)
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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 out 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
thumps 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.
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 is loyalty itself.
He has taught me the meaning of devotion.
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...
Gene Hill is
de schrijver van verschillende boeken over het leven met honden zoals
“Tears and Laughter”, “Sunlight and Shaddows” en “A
Listening Walk… and other stories”
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