NaPoWrimo2024_Poem1

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Day 1: Small Dog(god)

There’s a power to ritual
A power in belief
A power in my dog
All 16 pounds of habit
Dictating when we wake
And breakfast
And walk
My dog who saved me
As I saved him
And believed in the idea
Of our tiny communion
Small gods are born
From Small prayers
And as a dog
Looks up to his master
I look up at the stars