By: James H Peterson
I was very young
Memory comes in snippets.
Rolling hills and a farm house
A lot like a Heidi movie.
She was already good sized
But we were truly a couple of puppies
Meeting for the first time.
I had seen her running on the hill as we came in.
There was trust between us from the beginning.
I was petting and she was licking my face.
I heard the parents talking in the background'
Her ears don't stand up right; But I hadn't noticed.