Jun 29, 2009 15:19
No longer an innocent, energetic pup
You come home
With dirty, greasy, and blood-matted fur
You come home
With leathered, world-weary paws
You come home
With a ghostly-white scar on your brow
You come home
With a measured, sure step
You come hime
With the depth of wisdom in your eyes
You come home
No more barking
Just listening
Listening
You come home
It's been awhile, friend
Welcome home
poetry