We meet at the roadside
Outside the school gate. I find her
Snuffling, smelling, shuffling up and down,
Searching for crumbs
From the school children’s tiffin snacks
And sometimes, just relaxing curled
In Vodafone O position!
I lift my right feet
She places her paw on it
We forget the mad vehicles zooming beside
As we spend some
minutes together
Speaking to each other, in a language
Only we two understand
About our life’s pains and crumbs it gives!
She has no house to call her own
No master or mistress, to call her by name
To hug and cuddle her.
She sleeps in the corner
Under the shed, outside the sand shop
After eating leftovers thrown away
By the truck drivers and their handymen!
I have never given her any food
Not even two biscuits from the Charity’s bakery
Yet we’ve found friendship in each other
As we are similar in many respects
The unemployed dog and me
We’ve perceived reflections of each other
Within us; and hugged as friends!
Xavier Bage
Mon, 27 Novmber 2017
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