Two dogs live
In my house
And there’s a constant
Power struggle,
Yet they share
Water.
And at the dog park
With all the dog friends
And strangers,
They share one water
Dish. But we humans
Sometimes think
The water belongs
To the select.
Short stories, poetry, and excerpts of God's healing
Two dogs live
In my house
And there’s a constant
Power struggle,
Yet they share
Water.
And at the dog park
With all the dog friends
And strangers,
They share one water
Dish. But we humans
Sometimes think
The water belongs
To the select.