I still can see his face in thoughtful mood,
Grow tender, as he tried somehow to tell
Me how it seemed his dog had understood
His feelings when affairs had not gone well.
Said he, recalling times when he was blue,
Of how his dog had looked up to sympathize:
"There's something sorto' healing," -- just these few
Words told what he saw written in those eyes.
And through the years these words will stay with me,
A meaning many feel, but cannot say;
It took an unlearned man to set them free,
And yet, who could have found a better way?
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