Lily-White

Lily is what she was and
remains for the present,
an anomaly as a white
German Shepherd, a good
natured but reserved patrician.
Patient to a fault with small
yappy dogs when she was 
in her middle years and now 
that she is aged, commendably
patient with a pair of black
Poodle puppies the merest
fraction of her aged wisdom
and kindly heart whose beat
is arriving at the gradual yet
too-soon conclusion of her
life. Perhaps she recalls in her
canine mind the wonder of
discovery and her antic displays
of leaps and frolic with the joy
of emerging consciousness
of the world around her, and
now does her best to encourage
it in the wave of puppies
succeeding those succumbing
to end-of-life she is so latterly
familiarizing herself within.