
I look into your eyes, and see
reflections of our shared history…
a puppy once, around the house you trounced,
with joyfulness in your heart, a beautiful dance,
as the birds swayed in the breeze, and looked on entranced…
as you grew taller, I followed your lead, and
led a life full of joy and pain, both, yet
either way, when I returned from the day
there you were, ready to play, no dismay, only
love in your heart center on full display…
an ode to you, on this day, I do then write
of your birth on this most beautiful night…
I sing a song to you of love, passion,
and, though we had our struggles,
in the end, our relationship was ultimately full
of the most blissful compassion…
In response to the WDYS#105 prompt, from Keep it Alive, by Sadje.
Image credit; Charles Deluvio @ Unsplash