Sonny

 

Sonny - young

Our feet touch as we stretch
From opposite ends of the settee
He sighs contentedly
I smile and sigh too

Our feet remain touching
Sole to sole, soul to soul
He comforts my illness
Like no-one else could

Our spirits have merged together
In this momentary exchange of touch
We are one heart
We’re complete, my dog and I

(c) Anna Reid

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