In days
of cold
forgetfulness
her only awareness
is the dog
sleeping
with his head
in her lap
Today
her hair began
the process
of falling out
She was surprised
at how
it made her feel
made her hurt
All part
of the healing
they say
She doesn’t know
How do you
tell the difference
between healing
and destruction
She doesn’t know
She just knows
she has a warm
spaniel
asleep
in her lap
and
the world
couldn’t be
more perfect
Sussex Coast, England
Day 6 of 30 poems in 30 days for Na/GloPoWriMo2018
What a sweet photo. ❤ Happiness is a warm dog. 🙂