it was small old dog day
this morning at the veterinarian’s offices.
the boy is no longer a boy;
the puppy is no longer a puppy.
one is a young man, the other,
having walked approximately the same turns of earth around the sun,
is old and almost done.
we sit in the beginnings and endings of each others arms,
holding the embrace
to last eternity.
we still have time,
we have now.