A Loving Dog Is A Strange Thing Poem by Gert Strydom

A Loving Dog Is A Strange Thing



A loving dog is a strange thing,
an animal that is willing to protect,
to give its own life if the need arises,
a self-aware living being
that understands in a peculiar way
that has the ability to ask if need be
for what it deems necessary

with the ability to love in spite of self,
to obey even until death,
to play and be merry,
to rejoice at the arrival
of its human companion
and to understand
beyond what one expects from animals.

Today again the angel of death passed me
but her fangs were striking
into my beloved dog,
which she touched deadly
and even the injections of the vet
could not get that lively animal
back to life again.

With eyes moving to and thro
she tried to cling to life
as if she could not let go of me
and that last moments displayed
how deep her love went
and perhaps my pain of loosing her
will never be spent.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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