It’s a lovely little reminder 

A simple gesture that showed they’d come find her 

If she were lost, abducted, stranded 

Ankle sprained, flat tire, maimed 

But now she knows never abandoned 

Sometimes her gremlins speak 

They say no one would ever miss her, so that’s what she often thinks 

But today she sat in the back room rocker, in a different than usual spot 

And what happened shocked her 

After a little while, she heard her Golden retriever’s paws tapping on the hardwood

He padded down the hallway to make sure all was good

He peered into the usual spot: the den 

But no one was there, nothing happened 

His ears were raised, his senses heightened 

Where was his beloved, could he find?

A simple head turn showed for what he yearned: her

Just in the back room, unusual 

She welcomed him in there, from her rocking chair 

And the pup wagged his tail 

He found her, he hadn’t failed 

And then a few minutes later her husband came inside 

Down the hall to talk to her, where she normally abides 

He turned his head, hoping to find her

There was an empty chair in the den instead 

He turned to his right 

And was pleased by the sight: she was right there in the back room, resting, feet up, with a happy Golden retriever, well-groomed 

And her belly was rounded 

Her feet up, fears wordlessly expounded 

She wasn’t lost in a forest or on the side of the highway 

Just retreated to a back room after a tough day 

They came for her 

Every woman’s dream fulfilled

She was worth the risk of the unknown, of the search, of capture 

They searched the rooms and hallways

And for that, she felt loved, valued, worth it 

And she loved her husband and Golden retriever (and unborn baby) always

And found strength to live another day