Tilly My Dog

There might be tears, there might be laughter,
There might fun, there might anxiety,
But...
There is always hope, there is always happiness.
There is always love, there is always faith.

When I’m with Tilly,
It almost feels as if the world is at harmony.
When I’m with Tilly
It almost feels that the worlds finally in rhythm.
When I’m with Tilly
It almost feels as if everything
has melted into everything.

You can smell her wet hair like my wool, school cardigan
You can taste a dry, dirty, unpleasant taste of her hair
You can see the affectionate and devoted eyes
You can hear the soft, playful growls
You can touch the smooth hair and the dried mud on her coat.

I have preserved a special place in my heart for her.
She will never just be my little dog;
she will always be my precious little dog.