abandon

you'd have had
me always be
a floppy-eared,
big-pawed puppy
running in clumsy joy
with heedless abandon
barrelling you down
with every greeting
whimsical at every meeting
you'd have had me be
giddy and gleeful
and sometimes that's true
silly and strumming a ukulele
but sometimes, I'm somber too
and sometimes I'm sad
sometimes serious
sometimes mad
I have many facets
and that's not bad