# 25: Voor jou.

White Dog

I went for a walk on Hollywood Boulevard
I looked down and there was a large white dog
walking beside me
his pace was exactly the same as mine
we stopped at traffic signals together
a woman smiled at us

he must have walked 8 blocks with me
then I went into a grocery store and
when I came out he was gone
or she was gone

the wonderful white dog
with a trace of yellow in its fur

the large blue eyes were gone
the grinning mouth was gone
the lolling tongue was gone

things are so easily lost
things just can't be kept forever

I got the blues
I got the blues
that dog loved and
trusted me and
I let it walk away

Charles Bukowski