Finally Home
With his droopy eyes; still
Saddened...by the unknown
I see in his face...loneliness
When I left him, confusion over-load
Nor did he ever know,
Would I ever return
I could still hear him as I waved driving away
I could still see his wandering eyes through the bay window
He was ever so happy
When finally...
I returned
Home
Our best friends never know if when we leave...when and if we would ever return. Dogs sense when we part for a few days, on vacation, work duty...or some other reason. But when we come home...it's pure joy and happiness for them...and likewise
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