To Levi: True Blue Companion

Here's a poem I wrote for my dog, Levi, who died from inoperable cancer a few weeks ago. He was a remarkable little animal.  I'm sure many of you reading this have had similar bonds with beloved pets.

You are my small dog
Bllind, one-eyed
Flat faced
With four squat feet
You sit out on the grass
And listen to the wind whistle through the tree tops
When you are done
You make your way back up the kitchen steps
And ask to be let in
I watch you as you walk past me
And wonder what it is that you and God have talked about