November 15, 2011

I cannot love enough this dog of mine
this Miles whose head lies in my lap
whose weighty chest presses on my thigh
whose paw rests warmly on my arm.
I cannot.  And yet when my Henry died
I said Never again.  I’ll not do this again.
The loss is too large.
And here I am, this beautiful unflappable
love of a dog lying heavily across my lap
innocently shoving himself into 
every crack of my heart.