THE GIFT
Eyes fearful, paws worn
A sorrowful sight
So forlorn
Love they said would be the cure
For the suffering
You had endured
So our family grew that day
We brought you home
With us you’d stay
Slowly, gently the bond it grew
Faithful, loyal
Loving, true
Looking back it’s so unclear
How we got by
Without you here
Trusted companion,
devoted friend
You give and give
It never ends
They said we were a gift to you
But now we know
Who rescued who
~ by J.M. BERRY ~
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