Comfort

There is
A simple comfort
In a dog’s welcome home

There is
A simple comfort
In their morning breath
As they wake you
So they can be let out
To bark at
Morning shadows

There is
A simple comfort
In the crazed look
A dog can get
When they have their
Favorite ratty ball
And you throw and throw
And it’s just as fun for them
The first time
As it is the 171st time

There is
A simple comfort
In a dog licking
The salt water from
Your face after
A bad day
And their smile promises
That they will
Make it better
Somehow

There is
A simple comfort
In being loved by every
Ounce of their bodies
And you know
That no matter what
They will always
Love you that much