Surrendering
A dog in street, my pet,
playful,
Loving.
Returning after a few days from tour,
I see him in a corner,
Low & depressed.
He runs towards me,
His joy displayed,
Making me feel wanted.
Just loving and wanted to be loved.
He does it by waggling his tail.
I too like him
Missed my loved ones & their love,
Feeling low & depressed.
But I couldn’t waggle my tail.
Suffering silently….
What stopped me?
*
But no more.
I now know,
To waggle tail
is to surrender
to HIM.
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Written for OSI Prompt : Miss (long for)