No it was me

No it was me

I spied a dog out in the street
as I approached it did retreat
shaking, shivering, skeletal, shy
to see it so made me cry.

Maybe it strayed from home
roaming, nervous, all alone
or rejected sadly – left behind
life at times can be unkind.

I took it in – gave it space
now in my heart a special place
through all its pain there’s loyalty
was he lucky – no it was me.

Jpoet7 ( #Doolan317 ) ( @wordverse.me )

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