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A Photograph

I have some mental pictures,
I never will forget.
While most are just of relatives,
Some don’t have titles yet.

I do recall the dog I saw,
A silhouette in black.
Outlined against oncoming lights,
And frozen in his track.

A sign beside the roadbed,
Reflected enough light,
That I could read the words thereon,
Despite the dark of night.

As if an ominous warning,
“Dead End” was the phrase.
Something that a dog would not,
Know to his final days.

Perhaps he stepped aside of course,
And knew that when you roam,
You only have your heart to help,
To guide you safely home.

We need to keep that thought in mind,
As we go through our day,
Love’s compass gets us back again,
If we have lost our way.

And even if you do not see,
The warning signs about,
Remember your way back again,
Whenever you go out.

NicknamedBob . . . . March 27, 2004