A Shelter Dog's Lament
Don’t be scared by what you see,
when I cower and hide, it’s not me.
I had a past if I could say...what things had happened,
you would never walk away.
You’d figure out why, you’d understand,
why I flinch away at your outstretched hand.
I want to trust you more than anything,
I shake so bad that it’s hard to breathe.
Don’t give up on me, I want to love,
to know a gentle touch would be a gift from above.
So don’t be scared by what you see,
when I cower and hide, it’s just not me.
By Cheryl Goede