There I saw her, sittin on the porch swing

Humming with the crickets, camly chirping

A book lays sprawled open in her lap

Our golden retriver closes her eyes for her evening nap

Bright orange and gold leaves dance with the wind

The sun hugs the surface of the water like a long lost friend

Aromas of maple immerse the air

Deer pounce through the fallen leaves without a care

But she is all that I can see

Occasionally her warm brown eyes close and she lets out a sigh

I thought she was happy but she is sad and I don’t know why

I think when her eyes close she falls into a fantasy

She becomes part of nature and flows like a breeze

Like a fish spending everyday in the water, swimming

Shining scales, fluttering fins, small but still genuine

Like a bird with the gift of flight, going anywhere she dreams

Making even the grumpiest people smile when she opens her beak and sings

Like a squirrel moving fast, frisky, and free

Snapping its fuzzy tail, climbing to the top of every tree

So I watched her, curious about the next move she would make

She looked at me then walked toward the lake

She waded in all the way up to her hips

All the while singing a beautiful song with her lips

And her hair, soft like fur, was tickled by the wind

And when the water touched her, I swear I saw scales sprinkle her skin