She was three when she joined the family.
Energetic, happy, sweet.
I loved her so much
even when she whined
or broke something.
It wasn't that she was perfect.
No one is.
She was young though,
eager to please.
I often refer to her as my baby though she isn't my child.
I would be lost without her.
She is there when I break down in tears.
She tries to protect me from myself.
She gives me kisses on the cheek to make me feel better.
She loves to cuddle even when I snap at her on a bad day.
Serenity is my sweet darling
holding me together when I need her and when I don't.
A sweet darling dog who is loyal to me.
She is what I need when I'm alone
She holds me together.