Saturday, March 18, 2017

The Girl and Her Dog

The Girl and Her Dog









Watching from a distance I witnessed the love a girl had for her dog. It was beautiful. By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee.









Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee




























I was sitting at my desk
When movement caught my eye
I looked out my glass door
Saw a girl and her dog




She was walking in her yard
With her beautiful Rottie
She held her umbrella over her head
She was dressed in black




Her umbrella was black ... gray
The Rottie's collar was pink
The girl kicked a pine cone toward her dog
As the pine cone flew in the air




The Rottie jumped to grab it in the air
I sat at my desk looking out my glass door
Smiled as I watched the both of them
I was looking into their world while sitting at home




What a beautiful picture they made
It wasn't only the picture they made ... it was
The pure love a girl has for her dog
Pure love a dog has for its most important person




The rain came down harder
I had begun typing what I saw
Looked up ... the girl and her dog was gone
They'd given me a glimpse of pure love




As I sat at my desk looking out my glass door
I looked out the glass door once more
Yes, they are gone back into the house
To live their life while I sit here ... write, live mine













Note by this Author:





I sat here at my desk this morning ... looked out the glass door to see my neighbor walking with her dog in the rain.  She is more than my neighbor ... her dog is more than just my 'neighbor's dog'.





The girl is one of our closest friends ... her dog is one who is a part of our everyday life ... we visit her each day, keep an eye on their home ... bring her outside for a while while the girl works.  We love them as if they were close family.  We love the girl and her dog ... the one walking with a black/gray umbrella and the dog with a pink collar.





Poem dedicated to Chelsea King and Angel King.  Owned, written by Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee.

1 comment:

  1. Your neighbor is lucky to have you and Skip as her neighbor.Don't see many neighbors that are close anymore. I think it is very nice for you to have such close neighbors----especially if you can trust each other. Love, Ms. Nancy

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