Would We All be Like the Dog

Would we all be like the dog,
our pain hidden deep inside.
Where unkind thoughts and fear and loss,
 are buried with our pride.
With someone - stalwart friend, kind soul,
who shows us wrong from right.
With rebuke soft, a gentle hand,
unfair judgment far from sight.
Would we know that secret place,
 where playful thoughts abide.
Waiting only for that one true friend,
 in whom we can confide.
LB Johnson