animals, children, compassion, dogs, family, heart, inspiration, life, loss, memories, Nature, poems, Poetry, sadness
I thought I knew compassion,
but when I looked into his eyes,
I knew I’d never felt that way.
The tenderness he offered a lost dog,
the inner need he had to help,
to makes things better for her
brought warmth to my heart.
Then I watched his seven-year-old eyes swell with tears
as they walked the streets and found her owner.
The dog of his dreams was gone,
returned to her scared and punitive owner,
and his heart was breaking.
As I watched this young boy walk away,
head hanging, brown eyes saddened by the struggle,
I knew he was learning doing the right thing
can feel wrong sometimes,
but I could also see that he can’t help but be who he is,
and that he’d do it again.
Linda rybak said:
So good of him but so sad. Was this Jaiden or did this come out of your wonderful story making?