Happy Joy
A heart that is heavy, can be lifted not
says the pessimist, the downlooker on life
but then you see his eyes
His eyes sparkle and stare at me lovingly,
he enjoys covering my faces in kisses
When the dark shroud of the world around overbears on my soul
he is with me, touching my hand to give comfort
When I cry, he cries with me
When I laugh, he is full of glee
Together we are unstoppable, apart we are in each others thoughts.
This, is my happiness.
This, is a good dog.
My good dog.