True Affection

Seasons may change,
In what feels like a day.
Life hits you hard,
Emotions will sway,
But I’ve still got my Harvey.


Phones will stop ringing,
Novels will end.
Glasses will empty,
Broken bottles won’t mend.
But I’ve still got my Harvey.


Spring comes again,
Alive and brand new.
Invigorating,
Nothing I can’t do.
I’ve still got my Harvey.


White cotton feet,
And an elegant tail.
Curls up in my lap,
Looks just like a snail.
I’ve still got my Harvey with me.