She looks at me in anticipation <br />Her eyes saying follow me <br />Then she dashes into her favourite place <br />Her tiny paws leaving tiny flaws in the snow <br />Speckles of sunlight fight their way through the overlapping branches <br />As I stand still to breathe in the crisp air <br /> No matter what is happening in my world <br />In this moment I am lucky<br /><br />Beckie Edwards<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/-188/
