Sleep interrupted with a start.
Canine companion in full bark.
Seems no reason all quiet, dark.
Stroking I calm her racing heart.
Until the night terrors depart.
Before me she was on the streets.
Untrusting of those she did meet.
A threadbare, skinny, hungry waif.
Who in her dreams still feels unsafe.
Together demons we defeat.
This Décima was inspired by my canine friend Poppy. I got her 2 years ago after she had been picked up as a stray. She is fun, full of energy and it has taken a while to get her confidence up. She still has bad dreams though, heaven knows what happened to her before me, I hate to think about.