I dream of the things I want to happen
but I wake up in my own bed with my dog at my side
with her warmth
the cold air in my room does not stand a chance
I wish I could take her with me everywhere
she makes me smile and laugh

outside it is cold and there are high drifts of snow
but she playfully runs around and through them
if I slip and fall on the ice she won't laugh at me but she would look at me then continue doing her own thing
even though she may not know my bottom hurts
she definitely knows that her being there makes it feel like the world loves me more than anyone

she makes the cold feel warm
I dont want her to leave me
and if she does
I'll have to live like she is still there