walking about aimlessly
in a backstreet of Tokyo
on a June afternoon
I saw a dog
in a hut-like house
from out of the window
looking obediently
looking sad
I know his eyes
it was when I was a kid
waiting for Mom
in a hut-like house
from out of the window
looking obediently
looking sad
Eyes Obedient eyes Silent, calm.... Wanna say many.. But all with voiceless.... Someday the eyes go forever closelessly....for loyal love
A perfect metaphoric expression. Even I too felt the same. Beautiful.
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Great expression of love and care for the one you are waiting. Perfect metaphor. Loved it.