Poem to my foster dog

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 will make you whole.

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.

 

(Diane Morgan, Basset Hound Rescue, in memory of my Shawn 1974-1988))