You’ve been with us for 5 years
And seriously eased our tears
With different color eyes and a patchy face
You looked like a pretty sad case
Never known kindness, warmth or love
Never sat on grass, chased a ball, or saw the sky above
Locked in a cage
No room for rage
You stood there trembling with fear
Until the voice of sweetness came to your ear
Then with joy and playfulness you’ve grown
Into the sweetest dog I’ve known.
Dr. Blue's Mid-life Musings 