Old Dog Sitting at the Crossroads

Old Dog was sitting at the crossroads,
lips turning upwards as she
tasted the first words of autumn in
a warm afternoon. She said,
For these good years, we have shared
the old pact; we have been each other's,
and now we stand together in this
place where we have journeyed.
We dogs define the eras of your lives,
but we are timeless. So let us
walk together here, this last little while,
in the long stretch of grass and trees
and the setting sun.