The Black Dog

Photo: (c) Jamie K. Reaser

The black dog looks at me through big chestnut eyes

and says, “Someone couldn’t love me.”

And, I stroke his silky ears, and then his soft neck,

and I say, “If they loved you, you wouldn’t be

here now, with me.”

And, he wags his tail and, I think, smiles

as he exclaims:

“Oh, now I understand!”

~ Jamie K. Reaser, Author

From "Coming Home: Learning to Actively Love this World"

Published by Talking Waters Press 

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