The Simple Things

What if I don’t want to write about my life to today?
What if I want to write how pretty the green grass is?
What if I want to write about how everyone else hates
The wood paneling in my house, but I think it’s pretty groovy?

What if I want to write about how the light hits my heart?
What if  I want to write about my precious little puppy sleeping?
What if all I ever really want to write about it my pretty puppy dog?
I don’t know why…maybe I see something of her in me?

It’s like she is what I hold onto sometimes,
A being that still loves me, a creature chill and happy,
Docile and perfect. Embarrassed when she makes mistakes,
But let me tell you, she’s just darlin’.

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