Black Dog


They told us
Black Dogs were difficult
To adopt out–
They look old fast
Their muzzles whitening early–
They disappear in kennels–
They frighten people–
Even their mythology–
Depression–is scary.

But you, Black Dog,
Precious frightened boy
Who was lost or abandoned
Who slept and shivered and waited
With lonely ears
Until we found you–

You carry the night sky
On your face–
Sparkles of white
Against velvety black–
Your eyes glint in dusk
Hooded by thick fur–
You gave us the gift
Of calming your fears–

Like all dogs
You were made to love
And be loved–
Like all dogs
You have an older soul
A wiser soul than we
Who hurry and worry
Never snuffling up
Scents of the world
Or blowing them out again
As tiny wet stars


About janemwoodman

Singer, writer, restaurant reviewer, urban farmer, devoted lover of my husband....old and getting happier all the time.
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