Dog In A Storm
Winding underfoot
Breath panting
Tongue lolling
Panic in his eyes
He looks to me
For comfort
For solace
Me, an ineffectual guardian
We cower together in the basement
He quivering in fear
Me annoyed at the storm
Yet we comfort each other
In our own ineffectual ways
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© 2011 by J.M. Strother, all rights reserved.
