Paradigm (1)

She bounded around in the snow
Seemed it was her time to go
The whining, the looking, snorts and so
The smells, circling, looks, eyes of coal
So perfect for me, she‘s outlived her time
This life if is, such a paradigm
Love never ending, four legs and fur
There’s no telling which way it will all go
She’s older, grey snout, those eyes though
Alls good tonight, her life all I’ve been
Runs by me, 3 licks by the wall where I plug her in