I watched the dog as she watched you,
Watched your soul rise up and float across the autumn afternoon.
She tracked it to the door which opened just a crack,
And then she sighed, harrumphed and settled down to doze,
Aware perhaps that you’d return, quite soon,
While all the while your body lay in some repose,
Not twitching, eyes relaxed, not rolled back.
I wish I knew the basic things dogs know
And had the confidence to feel when all is well,
Happy to observe and to keep track,
Accept that certain things are merely so.
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