Your golden hair shining in the sun
As you're bounding over the waves
Body glistening, muscles flexing as you run
The beauty of this moment rejuvenates and saves
Along the sandy shores of Lake Ontario
In the land where the sky and waters meet
We play catch with the Frisbee and crank up the car stereo
And romp until you’re panting to the beat
I remember the day when I first met you
Among the napping huddling heap
Ignoring the others, you sat on my shoe
Pawing me, while your brothers fell fast asleep
So selfless, so smart, so easy to teach
You would whisper, and crawl, and back up and weave
Lily, my lovely, don't go, I beseech you,
Stay just a bit longer here, Lily; don't leave
My dog, Lily, has cancer in her right atrium as it turns out. When I went to pick out a puppy, I picked up each pup individually, gave them each a little belly rub, and set each one back down. All the pups except Lil went back to their cozy nap pile at that point. But Lily repeatedly came back, sat on my shoe, and pawed my leg. She chose me...not the other way around.