I am weeping buckets
And that big, silent dog
Stares at me
With his lovely eyes-
Maybe smelling my distress,
But not feeling
My human emotion.
He places his head on my feet,
Silently looking at me,
And I feel a kind of comfort
In a very definite way.
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Published on e-Stories.org on 04/29/2004.
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