It was an idea to me for the longest time.
Until I met her,
Her brown eyes,
Her massive paws,
And her dumbo like personality.
When I saw her picture I fell in love.
Instead of hope being an idea she was real.
I could finally see the idea I've always imagined.
She was 12 weeks when we first got her.
Her fur was soft and her ears were long.
And her face lit up my world like fireworks during Fourth of July.
I fell in love with Hope and got to take her home.
She's my everything.
The only thing I need when I feel an ounce of sadness within my heart, is to look in her eyes and I know everything will be alright cause I have her.
Hope is my light at the end of the tunnel.
And I cherish her with all my being.
The beautiful thing she is.