Having a furry companion is paramount to surviving the trials of life. The truth is I don't know if I'd do very well without mine.❤️
Yoga With My Dog 11-29-17
Before dawn the sky is an ineffable hue.
Nighttime’s blanket of stillness remains.
Sunrise still awhile away, morning approaches.
I watch the sun paint the leaves of each tree.
Rendering them gold, they light the garden.
I am inside wrapped in my night clothes, warm.
In my hands I am holding a hot cup of coffee
Feeling and tasting it’s warmth and comfort.
A candle breaks the dawn with its flickering.
On a pillow on the floor I welcome the morning.
Listening to the soft meditative words of a song
I find my center letting thoughts drift in and out.
Tears come and are replaced with a memory and I smile.
Nearby I hear the rustling of my little companion.
He nuzzles me and pushes himself into my space.
Moving through poses meant to loosen my limbs
He rolls over and lets me scratch his fur
Joining in the stretch, he and I greet the day.
From: A Widow's Walk by Diane Burns-Haussler