There is never a sound so sweet
To me she greets
With the little patter like bells,
Across the hardwood floor her feet fell.

When I arrive home, there's no doubt,
the first face I will see will find another route,
with my dog's heart of gold,
I'm this winter I will never be cold.

She bounds in happiness, unable to reign
her body shakes to up to her mane.
She knows it will no longer be a lonely day
for now she has someone in which to play.

I grab her favorite bouncy ball
and only once her name I have to call,
For until she goes to bed,
the joy she feels right now will never leave her head.