My Ivy

I lay face up, not a care in the world

My thoughts are soothing, polished and pearled

Isn’t nature amazing? Isn’t it sweet?

Can you hear the robins, the birds singing ‘tweet tweet?’

But as I lay, immersed in grass

A thought occurs, wicked as broken glass

I couldn’t shape it, describe it if I tried

Except that somewhere, somehow… someone lied?

What if this perfect nature is all but a farce?

I know happy places are small and sparse

Here is too good to be true, though I desperately hope it is

Are candies not sweet then, and sodas not fizz?

The world is suddenly topsy turvy

Are circles sharp and squares curvy?

My breaths start coming shallow and quick

My stomach clenches, I think I’ll be sick

Out of the blue, you appear

To help me to save me, oh how quickly you came here!

Your head rests in my lap, your fur on my skin

How silky your ears are, how are you, where have you been?

Oh my loyalist friend, my dearest accomplice

My dear sister, my moral compass

I love you, my sweet dog

I love you, like a drowning man to a log

Thank you for saving me from my dark spiral

If I posted a video of you it would go viral

Thank you, my four legged friend

Thank you Ivy, my dog until the end.