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Savior Dog

She cocks her head and stares,    
offers a paw in the air,    
The paw is a word, the stare    
a question, when the liquor    
is drunk unchilled, they will stare    
In the coldness of covid,
the paws comforted, rescued
our souls, the whip of the tail
delighted, their noses keen
to the smell of woes and worries

she flops down beside me, her    
bottom up, and demands the rub,    
near and nudging, she stares when    
I stop, we healed when we stroked    
petted bathed nuzzled fed    
she thrusts her head forward, nose    
searching my face for what bothers,    
there deep in the nervous nights,    
she stands and barks gloriously    
"Be still, know that I am dog".
Written by Alviola
Published | Edited 9th May 2024
Author's Note
Photo by Chris Arthur-Collins of Unsplash
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