life is a balance of holding on and letting go

Jan 10, 2006 11:12

~ The Gift ~

Eyes fearful, paws worn
A sorrowful sight
So forlorn

Love she said would be the cure
For the suffering
You had endured

So my family grew that day
I brought you home
With me you'd stay

Slowly, gently the bond it grew
Faithful, loyal
Loving, true

Looking back it's so unclear
How I got by
Without you here

Trusted companion, devoted friend
You give & give
It never ends

They said I was a gift to you
But now we know
Who rescued who
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