this time around
- i kept the dog -
he sleeps on the couch, relocates
when i move
there is a sadness to him - he can't
shake - no amount of walks or talks
he is a lost pup
he sighs a lot for a dog - too much
i am sure he recalls his friend
how it was
he was tiny and she was bigger
he got bigger: she stayed the same
she's gone north
now and again a message: today
a walk, a ride, a bath, a treat - i share
it does no good
it is like he has been abandoned
this time: this dog
a slight recollection
of a boo long gone
happiness up north
kisses/ oreo
long past
chance
only this one
lost being
who guides/ protects
me as i sleep
my last hero