Friday, September 17, 2010

Old dog, sleeping

She sleeps beside the stove
and dreams
perhaps
of younger days
when she could climb the stairs
and look for children
who are no longer there;
of days
when she could climb into a chair
and sleep beside a cat
who is no longer here;
perhaps she dreams of joining them
wherever they may be
or maybe she's just lying here
and wondering
how it all will end.


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1 comment:

Maureen said...

Our Westie Seamus, who is ailing, has this same look.

My heart just tugs seeing her.