on a cloudy day

Dear Lady with the Springer Pup
walking on down the road
I was only thinking of some exercise
when I passed you.
then you complemented the weather
saying how refreshing it was after a rain
funny...I had just heard someone complaining
that it was wet.
funny thing perspective is.
I like yours the best.
I don't think I've ever seen anyone
quite so short
I felt like I was bending in half
to look into your kind brown eyes
beneath those wisps of retiring hair.
we chatted about the weather
and then your dog that tried to bite me
she was really 'quite a dear'
you assured me, and for some reason
I believed you.
I think I would have believed anything you said.
you just had that way about you.
you asked where I lived...quite a piece
but you lived just down the road
in that 'brown house'
then 'it was nice talking to you'
with the most genuine simplicity
and a smile that warmed my very heart
we parted ways
but you left a skip in my step
yes, the air was very refreshing
and so was our meeting
thank you Lady,
when I am old and shrunken in size
I hope my eyes still sparkle
and my heart still sings a song
just like you.