In masters' arms, at close of day,
I find my solace, snug and warm,
Her touch, a guide along the way,
Through shadows deep, through calm and storm.
Blindness veils the world I knew,
Yet in her care, I feel no fear,
She wraps me close, her love so true,
Whispering softly, "I am here."
Her gentle hands, a tender song,
Stroke my belly, ease my mind,
Memories dance where dreams belong,
Of sunny fields and days so kind.
As night descends, we drift to sleep,
In her embrace, I find my peace,
For love's true light, so soft and deep,
With master close, it shall not cease.
The bond between a pet and their master is a silent, unwavering trust that speaks volumes without words. It's a shared understanding, a mutual comfort, and a love that transcends the simplicity of their companionship.