These Dog Days Poem by Phil Soar

These days our walks are slower
Their age almost mimics mine
Our ailments don't hold us back however
But time does

These days our walks have more meaning
One man and his dogs, in harmony
We notice more as we stroll along
And we take in more of the sights and sounds

These days they take more time
Their senses more sensitive than mine
After all, they always have been that way
I never sniff the grass though

These days we are on the same wavelength
Knowing how far is far enough
I sometimes hold back so they can catch up
And sometimes they do for me

These days I long for more of them
More of the days,
More of the companionship
And sometimes I pray for these days

These days they still make me smile
As we travel the woods and fields
Their habits always amusing
They seek my approval

These days I allow us more time and space
Where we can become as one
A shame I cannot show them how happy they make me
I wish I had a tail to wag

These days they understand me
I do not overestimate how much they do for me
How they complete each day
Even though these days our walks are slower





Footnote:
This is dedicated to Both Marley and Misty, two wonderful dogs and also to my previous dogs K.C and Ben.
Each of them different, but equally loved companions.