So much energy
Darting about underfoot
Shredding shoes and furniture –
And oh yes, peeing on the floor.
When I hurry off to work,
I mutter growling words
At that little fuzzy mess of energy
Known as man’s best friend.

But on the weekend in the park
She shakes off my foolishness
Born of impending adulthood
And infects me with her spirit of joyfulness
Born of play
And curiosity,
That youthful delight in the world,
Born of love as well
Knowing that where there are friends
All is well in the world.