Whispering Sentinal
Reflection
In weathered frames, a guardian lies in wait,
A fluff of white, a gaze so great,
Amidst the rust and aged paint,
A soul of calm, a heart that waits.
The window's worn, the panes astray,
Yet in its eyes, a story stays,
Of loyalty and love so true,
A bond between the me and you.
The dried flowers sway, a gentle dance,
As if to echo the heart's romance,
With every glance, a tale unfolds,
Of trust and peace, young and old.
In this still scene, a moment's peace,
A dog's devotion, a heart's release,
A symbol of hope, a love so real,
A whispered promise, a heart that feels.
The world's din fades, the heart's aflame,
With every breath, a love that's gained,
In this white dog, a heart so bright,
A beacon in the dark of night.