Man’s best friend indeed

Depressed & lonely

Every phonecall rings out

My ex-wife took my community away

& now I’m a foreigner

Starting from scratch

I’m not interested in small talk

I’m on the point of tears relentlessly

My dogs run out excited

Calling for a walk

I say “no” they return back up the house dejectedly

Watching a film featuring an emotional donkey

I read the signs & press pause

Put on my shoes & say “come on”

We walk out into the setting sun

A healing walk into the night

The dogs alert & the air is thrilling

The dogs know what’s best for me

When I need to cuddle them

When we need to share a walk

They know what I need better than anyone

Man’s best friend indeed.

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