Our Dogs Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

Our dogs

When dogs were wild and had a short lifespan
They had so many enemies, and they were rather clumsy
The sought refuge near man's camp sights
And were fed by keeping other wild animals at bay.
A special bond between us grew closer when they
Discovered our needs to cuddle up to them and
We gave them safety from a cruel world where they
Other ways would not survive like wolves.
Does a dog feel love towards humans, I don't think so?
They are used to us and what we have to offer.
For dogs the word love is meaningless they do know
What is best for them, but we will go on loving them