It was one in the morning,
or maybe two,
When you came down,
More like, you flew
And stuck your nose into my eye.
Then bouncing around like you were high
You anxiously urged me to let you out.
While you were bouncing all about,
I slowly rose… right into you,
And tried to step into my shoes.
But leaning so unsteadily
I fell forward, like a tree,
Onto the loveseat heavily.
Now sitting, I put on my shoes.
When I tried to stand,
You bounced again.
At the door, I flipped the switch
And let you out to the garage pre-lit.
I stepped down to the concrete floor,
Thanking God I didn\'t fall.
Shuffling to the outside door
I opened it and let you go.
I switched on the light so you could see
The snow white ground and
Dark arborvitae.
The cold wind hit me properly,
But you came back
Almost immediately.
So then we sped
Back to the warmth
And afterward
we deeply slept.