My friend, you are for me a special teacher
of things that I could never learn from books,
though others see in you a different feature,
that I see too: the cuteness of your looks.
You’ve cleared my mind when it’s been veiled in fog,
with your pure love and joy—my friend—my dog.
Your love for everyone is nonjudgmental,
and you greet them with joy when they arrive,
reminding me that love is fundamental,
the reason, I believe, we are alive.
You’ve cleared my mind when it’s been veiled in fog,
with your pure love and joy—my friend—my dog.
Mean behavior often may appall,
and if we dwell on that it makes us sick,
but you don’t hold a grudge, and have a ball
with something simple, like a leafless stick.
You’ve cleared my mind when it’s been veiled in fog,
with your pure love and joy—my friend—my dog.
Mario A. Pita
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