Where the paths diverge she makes her choice
and waits for confirmation, easily persuaded
with a wave of my hand, then takes the lead
out front where she prefers to be,
a friend's dog come to visit for the holidays,
quiet gentle patient with the less-attuned
as i begin to understand her needs
and she fulfills my own instinctively,
a gift that helps me be.
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| Romey cleans ice from her paws. |
