The little white dog

comes to me with a small card in her mouth from the pile of recycling

Wiggling and insisting

I take it.

It is a permission slip

From a field trip long ago

Untaken…

The border collie took the card and chewed it up…

She has no need of approval of her desires,

Only the desire to bring us all along.

….

Sometimes we need others to let us know our journeys are valid.

If you need a stamp of approval,

Use this permission slip:

I am.