Do you know
what a gift it was
to sing with the dog
sitting by my side?
He sat there and listened
about how You won’t let me
go & like a skin You are shedding the dry,
cracked pieces that do not bring life.
The pride, the bitterness, the
the jealousy. I need not, want not.
I laughed to myself, the
way the happiness lifted me
just sitting with him for however long
until he laid on my lap in surrender.
It was beautiful even
though the day was grey.
Thank You for knowing me
and seeing me today in all
of the quiet and gentle and unsureness of
this day. The little sparks, laughter, 10-4
good buddies. Thank You for the way You
Your tender haired girl