I
remember the day that you came. So unhappy, your eyes cast down in
shame. Why would someone give you up? They'd had you since you were a pup.
What would your story be, sweet one? Did your family grow tired of the
doggie fun? Or maybe you just got old and gray, No longer moved fast, and
just got in the way.
You were so scared, so unsure, As the person that you loved left you at
the door. I called you by name, told you it would be all right; I put my
arms around your neck and held you so tight.
As time went on and I earned your trust, Manners and training were a
must. And I know that we made quite a pair. Another page turns in foster
care.
Not every day was hearts and flowers, you know this much is true, But
as a team we kept on trying and saw it all the way through. We spent much
time chasing demons; consistency was the key. But little did I realize I
needed you as much as you needed me.
The time has come, my Golden one, look how much you've grown. There s a
family who wants a dog to love for their very own. You have to move on, as
another needs your space. I know you are ready now, the wag of your tail,
that smile on your face.
I took notes and pictures, right from the start. But the best memory I
have of you is etched deeply in my heart. I will not say goodbye, as that
is forever. Our bond is special, I'll forget you never. So spread your
wings, my precious one, the world is waiting for you. Soar high, and fly,
and begin your life anew.
by Pam Thiess