Noise To Treasure ~
I work hard, all
through many trials and stress,
I finally make it thru the day,
and come home to a mess.
My heart sinks into my chest,
my blood pressure begins to rise....
I look at my friend with anger,
and then, my heart begins to sigh....
She'd tried to decorate, I'm sure,
with every kind of medium.......
and now, with those worried eyes...
she looks like a comedian!
My anger begins to lift,
and my lips begin to smile,
this little tiny friend of mine
is just another trial.
I finally reach out my hand,
and pat her little snout,
oh, what a joyful noise
comes rising out of her mouth!!!!
My little friend is my dog,
and she's just made my day,
as I start to clean the mess,
while she insists that it stays!!!
I kiss her on her little head,
and get a bark of pure pleasure....
the sweetest sound ever heard...
a joyful noise to treasure!
Twanica Elizabeth Adcock
©used with permission
Dedicated to my dog Zoe
An unfailing friend
December 8, 2003
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