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  • Hannah O'Neill

Red leash, brown kibble pebbles, green tennis balls and leftovers

No words spoken yet so much said,

solitary suddenly comes to an end.

When I hear this sound my worries cease and with his presence I find my peace. A whisper of jingles and nails on the floor, loud barking as I close my car door.

It's a canine chorus that brings me comfort, and the candy-cane toy.

Although my socks are all over the place and most mornings I can only find one shoe.

I am never angry or aggravated, or even a tiny bit upset.

No worries of being shy because I have my companion and sidekick wandering by my side.

When the world grows old and loud, he never lets me down.

Shutting out the noise and canceling the sound.


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