Saturday, January 14, 2017

Scruffy by The Seeker




Why don't we learn to love like this?
Just joy and comfort and happy heart
Pure of purpose, living laughter, merry mischief, void of malice
Rolling back "I'm scared" or "tickle me!"

I have known you many years
Held you in my arms, kind companion
Run and danced and laughed with you
But we have never spoken
Unless it was the mute magic of those big brown eyes
Which gazed and glimmered telling me all ... Love and loyalty and laughter

How can I thank you, tell you what you have done?
Children's comfort, tireless toy, great heart, brave protector, fearless friend
Sometimes only you, gentle guardian
To heal my hurts, keep sorrows shadows from my sleep.
Do you know? Can you ground my grief
And lick away these tears which fall for you?

So now, when you leave you must live in me
A whisper in a winter walk or rustling memory isn't he autumn leaves,
And when I come home at last, weary, worn,
I'll know I'll have a friend, perhaps reborn perhaps amongst the stars
And I'll find you waiting -
Loyal and leaping, wagging welcome
We'll rest together, clean of cares.


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