Old Dog, For Jackson

old dog, old dog,
we've walked too far
on this journey

for either of us
to go home alone...
you know my secrets,

and i know yours...
and we've both pissed
on the boundaries

of lives well lived.
strong and faithful,
now old and blind...

through the darkness
past the light...
to beginning and end!

poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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