Love is a Labrador waiting eagerly at the door for your arrival to bay with joy unchecked at your entrance-- slobbering passionate kisses all over your hands, face, neck, arms, knees, toes-- And you embrace love-- call it by name and praise it.
Love is a walk around the block with fresh enthusiasm for the same old weeds.
It enjoys the simple pleasures.
In memory of my beloved companion, Beau. I wrote this several years ago with him in mind, and he passed last week. It felt appropriate to publish now.