old dog, old dog,
we've walked too far
on this journey
for either of us
to go home alone...
you know my secrets,
and i know yours...
and we've both pissed
on the boundaries
of lives well lived.
strong and faithful,
now old and blind...
through the darkness
past the light...
to beginning and end!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I know the feeling and you got it right. Good work my great friend.... Jim Troy