Give the comfort of presence, resting gently alongside and with. Notice the warm sun streaming through a window to reveal the joyful shadow dance of tree leaves on the carpet at my feet. Eat a meal, simple and humble, that is a feast for body and soul. Share space. Give weight to ground me. Look deep into my eyes. Know me fully and still long to know more. This is my faithful friend. Sometimes they walk on two feet and often they walk on four. Copyright 2019 T.L. Eastman
Life is tough, but hope is tougher.