Knowing Ones Place

Dark eyes, not as our own
no lashes to seduce or lie
speaking a thousand thoughts
unspoken, secure beneath a noble brow
nothing unheeded or unremarked
enigmatic understanding,
nothing passing observation
all accepted without demure
letting time go by
knows when time for dinner.
A walk depending on my shoes,
fetching slippers in the morning
dressing gown and cups of tea
listening to the radio.
There will be a walk as always  
watches every move......
rattling keys and telly off,
drink of water, sit and wait,
just be good, it always works.