March 22

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This old dog gets lost
inside the house now

sticks her head
into doors

that she can’t place–
is this the bathroom

or is it the lake?
And I can’t tell

from her sweet face
if she’s figured it out

or forgotten
what she came for–

and how do I stop
her world from receding

when the hard truth
is that it’s not

the world
that is leaving?

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25 Comments

  1. moosha23 says

    Wow. Your poems are always beautiful, but I love how resonating this one is. 🙂

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  2. I have cats, but also love dogs. We used to have four cats that lived to very old ages and it’s so hard to say good-bye. This brought a tear to my eye. Lovely.

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    • she highly recommends going out and going around the apple tree, endlessly. And eating gravy with everything 🙂

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