You wake up to me, my moods, my bad breathe you still want to love me, my scraggly and unflattering pyjama’s as I pull out my wedgy. Bad hair, No make-up, No dress sense, you’re always so happy to see me. Smiling back at me, your glazed and unmoved eyes do not leave my moving body as I run around seemingly un-noticing you watching me.
Sometimes I don’t even take the time to say good morning, sometimes on bad days I come home and ignore you as I park my bike and walk into the house, Your tail wagging, you’re so exited you can hardly compose yourself as you jump around like Tiger in Winnie the Pooh because you see me, because now I can show you affection or attention and those are the days I do disappoint you, those days I just want to hide. You see me, you don’t judge me all you do is love me more.
Wherever I walk you are right by my side, my shadow, my protector, my love filled puppy that seems to never grow old. You give me so much love for what I give you. Like when I feed you and you come say thank you when you’re done, like how you cup water in your mouth and run after to me in a race to get to the door before you wet me.
You love me when I ignore you, when I shout at you and when I close the sliding door in your face. I don’t know why you love me the way you do. But all I know is I am lucky to be loved by you, Lucky to have you accompany me everywhere, help me garden, I am Lucky to have you as my friend, my protector, my guardian. For all the times I never said it, “I love you Kira my girl and thank you for being my friend.”
There definitely isn’t a love like yours, a love like a dog and its owner.
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