Drawing out
10.06.07 (7:34 pm) [edit] |  |
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Drawing out
Entering the room quietly,
no sound,
silence,
the old man upon the bed heard nothing.
His life grey,
lonely,
forgotten by loved ones,
or perhaps his memory plays tricks;
sad,
eyes closed,
refusing food.
Padding softly now,
jumping upon the bed,
gentle,
submissive,
the charm worked.
Reaching out the man petted the dog,
smiled,
moving closer licking his face
the dog drew him out.
laughter came forth,
an alien sound in that room,
a long time gone,
yet now his face became alive,
then he said,
let me get you something to eat,
I am hungry again.
posted by: mimi (reply)
post date: 10.06.07 (4:50 pm)
very, very nice!
xoxox
posted by: LadyG (reply)
post date: 10.07.07 (1:43 am)
I love the picture, and the poems are always nice.
posted by: mitchdolittle (reply)
post date: 10.07.07 (5:29 am)
Thanks to both of you. Working with the elderly I know how good dogs are for them.
peace
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