Good Girl

Sam!

That's your
Name. Since you
Could fit into
My hands, you are so
Special to me. Something so
Precious, I still call you my
Babe.

Now

You're grown.
Your feet are
Not so large to
You. Your yellow fur
May be a little rough
In some places but I love
It.

White

Creeps on
Your face and
The stairs pose a
Challenge. I'll help you
Along the way but you
Always liked to do things your
Self.

Such

A good
Girl. With such
Pretty brown eyes
Cute blonde eyelashes
And, of course, your over-
Grown nails you refuse to get
Clipped.

I

Know I'll
Miss You When
You have to go
But I am content
With just petting bellies
All day long if that makes you
Beam.