Old dogs fall asleep one day,
free leash to eternity .
Does it exist a paradise ,
rewarding their loyalty ?
Old dogs suffer in silence ,
before reaching their ultimate
home of compassion ...
Old dogs leave so much love
in the morning bowl,
in the sunset strowl...
Old dogs write a memory
on the wings of the dream,
apologizing to the neighbor's cat...
Old dogs on the departure ,
have the dignity of angels...
Gentle companions,
receptacle of our sorrows ,
secret thinkers,
patient philosophers...
Expecting behind the silent door ,
poor chewy ball ,lonely crying ...
Old dogs draw a strange touch of blank
in the white page of our loneliness.
- Author: lorenz (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: August 31st, 2023 03:35
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 15
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