her adoration awaits;
showcased by the violent wagging of her tail,
a celebration of my return,
she is jumping,
barking; commanding my attention
She is little, yet
fiercely wild; her black and gray
scruffy hair dance with the fullness of her untamed spirit.
My love wrapped
in a little ball of fur. She nips at my
toes begging for one quick walk. At night,
she curls up next to my head.
She is home.