
Just My Golden Girl
She's just my Golden Girl.
She is my other eyes that can see above the clouds.
My other ears that hear above the winds.
She is the part of me that can reach out into the seas.
She's told me a thousand times over that I am her reason for being.
By the way she rests agains my leg.
By the way she thumps her tail at my smallest smile.
By the way she shows her hurt when I leave without taking her.
When I am wrong, she is delighted to forgive.
When I am angry, she clowns to make me smile.
When I am happy, she is joy abound.
When I am a fool, she ignores it.
When I succeed, she brags.
Without her, I am only another person.
With her, I am all powerful.
She has promised to with for me...whenever...
In case I need her; and I expect I will.
As I always have.
She is my Golden Girl.
Thank you Barb, Ted and Quinn for loving Maggie May
Poem from "Land of Pure Gold"