I can still recall the feeling,

of seeing your eyes for the first time.

Your gaze captured me on my phone screen,

and I was yours that day.

Those longing eyes,

who crave the love from anyone willing to give it. 

Your eyes tell me the heartbreak you’ve felt,

when they left you to die.

I know your broken tail continues to wag with even the smallest,

slightest,

ray of hope. 

I wonder if that car knew that it hit you?

I can only imagine the despair you felt,

with your fragile skeleton body,

sitting on the concrete floor.

Your hip and rib bones protruding out of your beautiful brown fur,

in a high kill shelter.

Who would have thought,

you were destined to be loved by me?

I’m here to tell you sweet boy,

I’m your hope.  I promise I will sew that

broken heart of yours back together as best as I can. 

The little red blanket you were rescued in

the one that has traveled from shelter to home after home,

will stay put.  It will never leave, as you will never

leave.

I promise you. 

Those sweet longing soulful eyes,

grabbed me at the perfect time.

I can’t wait to give you all the love I have,

God knows, you deserve it.