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Do I Go Home Today?
My family
brought me home cradled in their arms.
They cuddled
me and smiled at me and said I was full of charm.
They played
with me and laughed with me and showered me with toys.
I sure do love
my family, especially the little girls and boys.
The children
loved to feed me; they gave me special treats.
They even let
me sleep with them - all snuggled in the sheets.
I used to go
for walks, often several times a day.
They even
fought to hold the leash, I'm very proud to say.
These are the
things I'll not forget - a cherished memory.
I now live in
the shelter - without my family.
They used to
laugh and praise me when I played with that old shoe.
But I didn't
know the difference between the old one and the new.
The kids and I
would grab a rag, for hours we would tug.
So I thought I
did the right thing when I chewed the bedroom rug.
They said that
I was out of control and would have to live outside.
This I didn't
understand, although I tried and tried.
The walks
stopped, one by one; they said they hadn't time.
I wish that I
could change things; I wish I knew my crime.
My life became
so lonely in the backyard, on a chain.
I barked and
barked all day long to keep from going insane.
So they
brought me to the shelter but were embarrassed to say why.
They said I
caused an allergy, and then they each kissed me goodbye.
If I'd only
had some training as a little pup.
I wouldn't
have been so hard to handle when I was all grown up.
"You only
have one day left",
I heard the
worker say.
Does that mean
I have a second chance?
Do I go home today?
~Author unknown~
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