Poetry

Poem: A Brother, a Companion, a Saint by Mark Tulin

My dog keeps me warm

From cold streets.

When I tremble

He protects me.

When I’m scared

He stays by my side.

When I need love

He licks my face.

My dog pulls me

When I can’t move.

He guides me

When I can’t see.

Cries when I can’t cry.

Gets angry when I’ve given up.

A brother, a companion

A saint.

©️MFT

I am an author, poet, humorist, and short story writer from Palm Springs, California. I write about various topics, from my early childhood in Philadelphia to my years as a family therapist and finally to my soul-searching in California. These are poetic narratives that may have humorous or serious content or both. Either way, I hope my poetry and stories resonate with you.

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