Being Content
To be content
He ask no angels
But think, admit
His faithful dog
To submit
Go wiser thou
And weight thy opinion
I do not know myself
Like my dog knows me
I and yes I subsume
And she, yesshe is moved
By my smell
She is my friend
And I yes I
Am hers
I am her human
Tho she never
Call me so
I call dog
Janwanza her name
I gave when
She was born
We share as
Two who are in love
But she do not know it
poem by David E. Patton
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