Barking

posted in: Poems 2014 | 0

He greets me with a bark
He greets me with a need
To walk, to feed, to rest
He is reliant on me
Like I am reliant on him
Our bond is strong
Our needs are different but the same
When we meet
We know
We have arrived
He takes me as he finds me
I take him as the family I never had

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