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A POEM TO MY FOSTER DOG ~By Diane Morgan
I am the bridge, Between what was and what can be. I am the pathway to a new life.
I am made of mush, Because my heart melted when I saw you, Matted and sore, limping, depressed Lonely, unwanted, afraid to love.
For one little time you are mine. I will feed you with my own hand. I will love you with my whole heart.
I am made of steel. Because when the time comes, When you are well, and sleek, When your eyes shine, And your tail wags with joy Then comes the hard part.
I will let you go-not without a tear, But without a regret. For you are safe forever— A new dog needs me now. |