Sweet Lovely Lovely

Here today, in the last days of autumn,

and hopefully continuing along the way,

to add from my heart,

how good things can be sad,

and sadness is healing,

and essentially,

Helping, is "helping lift inner joy".

And my inner joy

comes with 'Helping Strangers'

and indeed, Strangers helping me,

or helping anyone. 

 

Briefly, 3 or 4 months ago,

I walked up to 2 strangers in the Main street,

and asked them 

if I may pat the black greyhound,

and the pretty whippet.

And in that short street stop,

I had exchanged names and phone numbers 

on the back of an envelope.

I soon went on to be, a safe interim place,

to help newly retired greyhounds, 

to be in a quiet home space 

and slowly go on to be re-homed,

and be loved for their gentleness, 

and for me, sensitivity and loyalty.  

 

This week, the hound I call My Lovely, 

was formally welcomed to a comfortable home.

And yes, as an animal empath,

I felt joy and sorrow.

And I know that Greyhounds listen,

and we were tuned, 

to hear quiet whispering together. 

So it was all a healing time for both of us.