My Dog can not see colors
But she can see more than you and I .
When I talk to her ,
She never talks back .
She never turns her back on me .
She will lick my wounds
Wherever they are to help me feel better .
In a quiet misty morning
When the moon has gone to bed
And when the birds stop their singing
And the sky is clear and red
My dog is with me .
When I am with my dog
And with my thoughts ,
I know she will listen
To everything I say .
I trust her and she trust me .
She is immeasurable ,
She is inexhaustible
And she is my loving buddy .
By Brock
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