Stone Dog - Stone Bench Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

The two separately are stone - they're cold - they have no meaning beyond what they are - a bench - a dog.
Yet, if you were to take that dog and put him on the bench, it would take on meaning for you.
(Well, you're even calling the dog a him now!)
In life's situations how many times have we had two directions to take and couldn't decide which way to go?
In our minds it had to be one way or the other.
Why can't we at sometime in our lives, combine the two alternatives and take parts of both?