I set my paws on a mission….
And found myself somewhere on a no-name gravel road…
Moving by the instinct of my soul…
Yep, it takes courage to find the wondrous.
My paws covered in mud…
Following that feeling I know so well…
Feeling the movement of my little, aching bones…
I tried to vanish completely.
Then, out of the bush came a stray named Patch…
He was a matted black, white and brown…
He only answered my questions with one-word answers…
I pieced to get together something about a tear in his heart.
As I gave him a hug…
My soul lifted as if on Pelican wings…
He excommunicated himself from himself…
So, I put him back together.
My own worries disappeared…
There was now another life in my empty bag…
As I headed home, I realized…
That the more I do for others, the happier I am myself.
I love you,
Annie