I love pieces of writing which sees life, and death, from the animal’s point of view. So often we are wrapped up in how we feel and what our life is for us with them in our lives.
What about the animal’ persepctive?
A Dog’s Prayer is a lovely poem, similar to my A Single Tear. I hope you enjoy it:
Treat me kindly, my beloved master, for no heart in all the world is more grateful for kindness than mine.
Do not break my spirit with a stick, for although I should lick your hand between blows, your patience and understanding will teach me more quickly the things you would have me do.
Speak to me often, for your voice is the world’s sweetest music, as you must know by the fierce wagging of my tail when I hear your step.
When the weather is cold and wet, please take me inside, for I am a domesticated animal, no longer used to the bitter elements, and I ask no greater glory than the privilege of sitting at your feet.
Keep my pan filled with fresh water, for although I would not reproach you were it dry, I cannot tell you when I suffer thirst.
Feed me clean food that I may stay well, to romp and play and do your bidding. To walk by your side, standing ready to protect you with my life, should your life be in danger.
And master, when I am very old, if the greatest master sees fit to deprive me of my health and sight, do not turn me away. Rather see that my trusting life is taken gently and I shall leave you knowing with the last breath I draw, my life was always safe in your hand.
Beth Norman Harris