Old Folks Together
I have learned love
here towards the end of life
from a little dog
who made love into an obsession.
Food, of course, could get her attention
and daily walks,
the smells she sniffed in the park.
Her true confession
was that lightly touching her body
released all tension
and caused her to lie on her back
to receive affection.
And she could sing with resolve,
pure satisfaction.,
if only I sang along.