Sunrise Buddy

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Sunrise Buddy

My dog has never once 

mistaken cruelty for intelligence.

He forgives like weather forgives ruined cities.

Meanwhile, people collect grudges, 

polishing them with bitter tears.

Each morning, 

he greets my aging bones 

as if I invented sunlight 

and personally dragged it back

for him.

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This Quadrille (44 word poem) shared with those pound hounds over at DVerse Poets Pub.

©2026 Christopher Reilley 

 

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