a survivor

a survivor

brown, well perhaps an orange tint to it is it's fur,
an old dog that we feed ,so he has made his home here,
though he seems not to be afraid of us
yet he seems unbound to humans,
we simply fulfill a need for food which he seeks,
yet does not beg.

he has long hair, almost dread lock like, around his head,
with deep set eyes that seem intelligent,
he often sits and just watches us, but will not approach,
nor does he run or seem fearful in any way,
a strange animal with perhaps a difficult life,
perhaps abandoned ,yet a survivor.

my heart goes out to this beautiful creature
no one to really care for him,
so he must sleep in the cold rain
not allowing us to do more.

perhaps he will be with us for a few years
until one day like many animals
he will wander off to die alone;
I wonder if I love him
this simple yet complex creature
of the creator of all?