If I cared for myself
and was as patient with myself
and kind and loving
as I was promised my puppy I would be with him
Would I laugh more, care more, breathe easier?
I think so.
If I could see the world
with humor and wonder
the way I want my dog to see it
would I like it more, care for it more want be in it more, every single day?
I think so.
If I could tell myself that it’s okay to make mistakes
to not be perfect
and not scold myself, not feel scorn for myself, not feel disappointment in myself
like I do with my dog
I think I would know
with certainty
it’s okay
to be me.
Writers Write January Prompt: It’s A Dog’s Life
