Our Dog Was Lost

In this dream,

our dog was lost,

chances low to none,

of her return.

 

We did find her,

so we thought,

convincing ourselves that,

gone so long,

our memories of her

could not be soundly trusted.

 

We called her by name,

in an aching crescendo.

Of course she turned,

and there was the proof.

 

We knew the truth.

 

But over time,

it didn’t matter.

New names slipped in,

and without trying,

we let our lost dog go.

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