Dog's Solitude

In quiet contemplation, the dog sits alone, A guardian of moments, a heart of stone. Eyes that once shone bright with playful zest, Now hold a depth, a wisdom unpossessed. The bench, a stage, where stories unfold, A tale of loyalty, of love that's told. The dog's white coat, a canvas pure and bright, Reflects the beauty, of a quiet night. The world outside recedes, as it gazes deep, Into the soul, where emotions softly creep. In this stillness, a connection is made, Between the dog and the heart that's not afraid. A symbol of hope, in a world that's cold, The dog's presence, a love that's worth more than gold. In its solitude, a beauty is revealed, A treasure hidden, in a heart that's unsealed.