My Wary Companion

Wary of the world

My canine friend came cautiously into my life

 

He is imperfect, yet as am I

Therefore what right do I have to ask perfection of him?

 

Where since childhood I have been overly trusting of others

Opening my arms wide to the tall strangers above me

 

He cowers from it all

Untrusting, stubborn, and afraid

 

Perhaps I have a thing or two to learn from my imperfect friend

For he sheds no tears as a man leaves his life and it’s as if I cannot stop crying

 

Author's Note

This is about my very shy dog

Reviews

[C.A. Lucas]

Ha ha! I think this is great! I felt many emotions in this piece ;)

[Persephone]

Thank you!

[Shimmerbliss/CAF]

I love this one, too. He is precious and a bit of "wary" never hurt anyone. Those last lines make me want to cry.

[Persephone]

Dont cry! Im all better now hehe

[Shimmerbliss/CAF]

I know. :) Write it out!

[Legion]

Sometimes I wish mine was that shy. She'll stick her nose into everything and everyone. :) Well written.

[Persephone]

Haha yes it is a blessing and a curse! Thanks for stopping by!

[Legion]

You're welcome. I miss Texas. ;) Used to live there too.

[Pi Cee]

I think they know a little more than they let on. We'd be lucky to listen hard enough to hear, or feel...

[Persephone]

Thank you. I very much agree, I have begun to try harder at listening :)