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gala girl, pretty princess


“pitter patter”

the paws of my little princess goes

no noise escapes her long black snout

because good princesses never shout

 

as i move past her

to open our back door

her soft black tail thumps the back of my legs:

her version of a warm embrace

 

bells jingle as i open the door

and though her eyes dart outside

her body does not

so she can give me a kiss before she explores

 

“pitter patter”

the paws of my little princess goes

as i free her into the world

and watch her feel the warm sun on her black fur

 

night falls and i am out on the town

committing teenage crime

while my princess awaits my arrival,

my stumbling through the front door at midnight

 

gala girl, pretty princess

don’t you wait up tonight

i am not the owner you think i am

but your love makes me want to do right

 

without you, pretty princess

my nurturing side would still lay dormant

and i would have missed the sweetest thing

to ever touch my cheek: your kiss

 

“pitter patter”

the paws of my little princess sound

as she jumps into my arms

gala girl, i never want to let you go

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