She makes her way to the bed,
walking as clumsily as possible
Her gorgeous dark-brown eyes glisten,
like the water when the sun rays hit its surface
Everywhere she goes,
you would always find her wearing a fur coat coloured as white as snow
Her voice,
as sharp as the blade of a butcher’s knife
The lovely lavender smell of the shampoo she uses, fills the car every time she steps foot into it
Her fragileness,
makes you just want to hug her everlastingly
You would never sense her coming,
the footsteps she makes are as light as a falling feather in a violent wind
Her generous kisses,
Feel warm, inviting and welcoming
The tranquility and security she feels,
when sound asleep
She curls herself up in the soft blanket during winter,
like a baby nestling into her mother’s arms
When awake,
her spirit is filled with energy,
waiting to welcome me home from school
She…she is my dog, LUCKY!
