Little Friend – a poem for today
little friend if you truly knew me
would you look up so expectantly
so hopefully, if you knew
my limited strength, my weaknesses
my need, would you sleep so calmly
in my lap, conformed to the circle of my arms
you run ahead of me
in so many ways, you want to
let me know what is fun
you want me to let go of the day
and join you in this moment
and when you stray off in silly passions
you bear my imperfect correction
with avid repentance
my little friend you teach me all
of what you know, free of learning
free of arduous study and heavy doctrine
with your eyes and your wagging tail
your tongue-licks of minute assurances
you speak the truth knit in your bones
and so we go together, my friend,
into this good day.
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