Lilly the Calm

The things she's seen
is more than most.
Places she's been,
expanding as seen.

As white as snow,
but only when clean.
Like a rabbit,
when she sprints freely, it's been seen.

My four-legged friend,
with her own little fiend.
Whose opposites attract,
Yet they feel the same way.

She's excited, not calm,
unless alone,
then so calm, unbelievable.
Then you're home and she loves you.
She will never leave you.