Allen’s welcome
January 3, 2009
For K
A handsome almost fully grown German shepherd
thought he was harmless and little
and so acted without supposition.
With a helpless vigor
he leapt to a scent unknowingly
mixed with that of his friend and master’s.
It was a scary, heady welcome.
A nightmare if I had come in clean clothes
and a heart much frailer.
But we had journeyed long,
and nothing more could surprise me
except how wonderful dog’s breath on my face could be.
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