Looking up

you smile,
you growl in the happiest of ways.
you whimper,
you wag your tail as we count the days.

we whisper,
we stay quiet when you are around.
we talk about 
the love we have and what we know we've found.

molly dear,
you know the truth,
you'll be an angel soon
you'll have no need to growl,
with love,
we'll both be looking up at the same moon.