People tell me
I should be

sad

Because
Life is hard

How

Can
I
Be

sad

When
Watching a
Pug

Carrying a stuffed
Hedgehog half
Her
Size

Up two flights of
Stairs

On her way to bed

Or being greeted by furry smiles
And optimistic tails
Every morning

Regardless of wind or rain
Heat or cold
Aching joints or creaking
Bones

I hope if I’m deserving

I come back with doggy optimism

The whimsy of a Pug
The strength of a Mastiff
The endurance of a Husky
The smarts of a Border Collie

Because then
I will be
Truly
Fortunate