THROUGH THE EYES OF A DOG

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JOURNAL #11

Grace

she comes to us in a great many diverse forms of fate

similarly through the eyes of a quiet yet strangely all

knowing child

or a big dog behind a fence

locked in by a large imposing gate

his eyes seem kind, though his muscular build

while standing proudly upon his territorial ground

screams 'Wild'

yet with all visual freedom removed his gentleness

is heir apparent

in the timid yet almost bored face

that has long since resigned itself to a solitary

existence minus even the remote possibility of a mate

animals I believe reflect greatly our deepest purity

to love and eventually accept

they care not if we are poor, deformed, ugly, fat,

inadequate or merely inept

they take us always as we are

at heart's value

and they are never deliberately or otherwise

derogatory to our deepest personal desires

their beautiful spirits possess an unconditional

love so loyal and true

in a quaint manner of speaking wouldn't the world

be a much more loving place if everyone could see

one another through the all forgiving eyes of

a dog...............

(March. 19, 1994 pm)

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