In fields of gold and city streets, Beneath the sun’s embracing heat, A guardian with paws and fur, Whispers wisdom soft and sure.

With eyes that hold the ancient stars, A simple truth, unmarred by scars: To love as though each day’s the last, With loyalty that holds fast.

They teach us without a single word,In each wagging tail, the joy stirred. Live now, they say, in playful barks, Chase life’s light where it embarks.

Forgive quick, forget the slight, Hold no grudges past the night. Find the joy in simple things, Like autumn leaves or butterfly wings.

By the hearth, they rest their l chin, Content with just the warmth within. For they know well the wisest creed, To fulfill love’s basic need.

So look to them, these noble beasts,
Who feast on life, not on its feasts. And maybe we, in their wise gaze,
Can learn to brighten our own days.

April 14, 2024
Created By 
MarkWaldrop