Clear Happiness Replaces the Fog

You speak to me, I don’t hear a word, Still, I know that you’re down, you’re sad. I can tell by the curious look on your face, That you’d rather stay with me and be glad. Then that moment you stop, turn slowly, and walk, Head down, you walk through the door. And I sit and ponder and think and care, Alone, on the rug on the floor. Time becomes nothing as I sit and wait, Wait patiently to hear shuffling feet, And when you do finally walk back through the door, I give you the sloppiest greet. In that moment my grey, it becomes colour, Clear happiness replaces the fog, You’re everything to me, you’re all that I want, I’m your loyal, your friend, your dog.